Tekst:
Golden Rough

From the Album: * Lovesweat I just got out my little red book the minute that you said goodbye I thumbed right trough my little red book I wasn't gonna

did walk through cities one saturday, A golden finch came winging my way, And sang to me a song of my country, And words of life from city and sea. Golden

erratic, time is four, four I'm the microphone scholar, clockin' long dollars Here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler Genius vocalist, rhyme style priceless Pound of gold

as solitude To learn to sing below the surface You must adjust your altitude Break the news, the Pepote Rouge is coming to town We stand accused, Pepote Rouge

and thug niggas This one for the homies and thug niggas Grace imagined us workin' at McDonald?s And me and you sellin' fuckin' toasted up the hummus Gold

'm tryin to see what's under there Oh, you like the crib You diggin' the gold shower In the gold shower, I'm handin' out gold showers Right now, I'm

up? Stick around Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour like my man Tony Montana Stand and pose in front of cameras With my golden silk pajamas on smoking

the sun go down Crazy rack laid the beat changed your life around From the sea to the mountains the mountains to the sea All you're gonna do is wanna rock this beat It's so rough

! [Eye-Kyu:] [Chorus:] It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright (It's alright) It's a rough week,