Golden God by Machine *** Kelly
Album : Bloom
Released : 2017
Genre : Rap & Hip-Hop
Label : Bad Boy/Interscope
Ay, red lights on in the boulevard
That means business
Throw up in this ***, I might
Corny *** make me sick
I might throw up in this ***, throw up in this ***
Gunna
Made man like Joe Pesci
I need Deniro or I’ll Rob her
I had to skate Wayne Gretzky
Called an Uber helicopter
Bought a pound from a rasta
Bought the yayo from Miguel, though
Award shows need an Oscar
They need my merchandise on Melrose
David Bowie of my generation
*** them all we violent with no hesitation
Came from public education
Ramen noodles with the bacon
I was working at Chipotle, I was finna have a baby
Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations
Dub was working at the steel shop
Slim was working off of 1st block
We still roll together every day
Except we might be on a private plane
Why would you ever come from nothing
And not do whatever the *** you wanted?
They be asking why I’m such a legend
I took so much acid, I be forgetting
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m on the roof of the party
Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous
Still dirty Chuck Taylors, still hanging with gangstas
The type to put the red beam on you, I ain’t talk about a laser
We the golden squad, we the golden squad
Double X, we the hardest
Need double mercy [?]
Should’ve never got it started
***, I’m retarded
Do you know how I’m regarded?
King of underground, King of Cleveland town
King of *** gardens
I can’t stop myself from coughing
Four thousand dollar bong rip
Custom made for the new house
Can’t believe I never had ***
2012 was a good year, 2017 too lit
20/20 vision, see the future
Looks like the crown do fit
I am king of this new ***, 7 rings and a pool stick
8 ball, let sway roll, rockstars don’t say no
This beat so flame, though, I forgot to say my name, though
***, I’m G-U-double N-A, Gunna
Never like my mother, fighter, not a lover
Man, I’m wildin’ every summer
I ain’t like my daddy, he religious
I’m with *** burning rubber
I’m a desperado, whiskey bottles, .38 bang, bang, bang
Models be on the same thang, thang
EST, that’s the gang, gang, gang
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m on the roof of the party
***, I thought it was a drought
***, I thought you had the clout
I’m a golden god, I’m a golden god
I’m on the roof of the party
Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous
Still all the way dangerous
○ Machine *** Kelly – Bloom (Album 2017)
01. “The Gunner”
02. “Wake + Bake”
03. “Go for Broke”
04. “At My Best”
05. “Kiss the Sky”
06. “Golden God”
07. “Trap Paris”
08. “Moonwalkers”
09. “Can’t Walk”
10. “Bad Things”
11. “Rehab”
12. “Let You Go”
13. “27”
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○ Listen to “Machine *** Kelly” Songs
● “Wild Boy ”
[ Quotable]
All I know is how to *** everyone of my cells
All they know is they can *** anybody but Kells
I am untouchable, you would think I was in jail
But I’m in Mexico getting *** from Miguel
Bring it back into the States, put it on a scale
Measure it at half a eighth, put it in a shell
Split it then I roll it, then light it up like it’s Independence Day I got a bottle rocket, put it in the air
Snapback with my city on it
Text back with your *** on it
● “Mind of a Stoner ”
[ Quotable]
Parents aren’t doin much now since little brother got locked up
And I’m stuck smokin this mid waiting for the *** man to get stocked up
And my girl cancelled on me, said something else popped up
And I can’t get with my ex now cuz her ring finger all rocked up,damn
No one likes you when your 23 without a plan
Sit around in apartments all day smokin *** and I’m like
“*** don’t *** my vibe, *** don’t *** my vibe”
Till I (skkrrrrrrttt) out in my Subaru and in the rear view is them lights
● “See My Tears ”
[ Quotable]
And they mad that I made it out the city
But if you look I’m still out in the city
Before everything I had clout in the city
Toured the states and never bounced on the city
Shout out to everybody that’s proud in the city
Everybody cheering in the crowd from the city
Everyone that never had doubts in the city
Cause they know I represent what we about in the city
And I’m still laced up, tell the world that’s nothing changed
Till it’s hundred dollar bills in my pocket, then nothings change