Midas Touch

[Intro]
"Just what is it that will bring you contentment? What will satisfy you, King Midas?" King Midas sighed. "I wish that everything I touch would turn to gold. Then I could be truly happy." "Very well, then," the stranger said. "I will grant your wish. You shall have the golden touch. Use it wisely, King Midas."

[Hook]
My vocabulary got the Midas touch
Here is something you can't understand
The illest niggas under my thumb is like putty
Aw, yeah
[?]
That Midas touch with it how it turn to gold
Well, I don't really even have to sweat money at all
Good as gold, like I got the motherfucking Midas touch

[Verse 1]
You can call me Midas, see his reflection in my iris
Golden bias, you couldn't figure it with science
How I spit the brightest, golden bars lead to blindness
Respect Your Highness 'fore you get tossed to the lions
It's heavy armor, Hennessy and marijuana-fueled
The golden rule: Awon drop a lot of jewels
Au on the periodic table
Ready-made, no associated labels
That realness, 18k, that Old Egyptian
Weapon-quality is my scientific description
The technician, my skin glisten with the flakes
No costume jewels, these fuck niggas are fake
I piss Ace, shit nuggets, and bust rope nuts
My seeds are the golden fruit [?]
Niggas can't cope with the dope I release
Turned the beats to the riches for the streets
Now, feast, nigga

[Hook]
My vocabulary got the Midas touch
Here is something you can't understand
The illest niggas under my thumb is like putty
Aw, yeah
[?]
That Midas touch with it how it turn to gold
Well, I don't really even have to sweat money at all
Good as gold, like I got the motherfucking Midas touch

[Verse 2]
As a descendant of slaves
I can't see how a chain put a nigga in graves
Fuck your shackles, I'm out for that Trinidad James with a lasso
Coming with that lyrical pain
Ready to tackle this motherfucking hip-hop game
Because these lames stay soft as gelato
I'm cold as gazpacho
I cook like Gustavo [?]
The color on the homicide scene
Coincide with this cream, getting capo
Y'all counterfeit, metal alloy and brass
Niggas laugh if you ever try to pawn that for cash
My shine'll outlast your lifetime
I'm bringing back tight rhymes
'Bout night crimes and niggas who slice dimes
24k in my veins, that's my lifeline
Awon golden bars equal that, Price Is Right sign
Make 'em rewind, wack niggas on the decline
In the meantime your chick wanna get me behind

[Hook]
My vocabulary got the Midas touch
Here is something you can't understand
The illest niggas under my thumb is like putty
Aw, yeah
[?]
That Midas touch with it how it turn to gold
Well, I don't really even have to sweat money at all
Good as gold, like I got the motherfucking Midas touch