​gold soul

[Intro: cowbla]
Yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: cowbla]
Pen and page, know I got it on me
A secret weapon I can take out when I hop on a beat
A recent message said I held a fucking promise to keep
To not mess wit me, but to ensure I ain't fall wit' the leaves
I keep it way more fatter than pity piles of stacks
Matter fact, met a good shawty, that don't want cash
Know the brightest star gon' shine, but only gon' blow up fast
I can move a mile far without it being my last like
I'm at my pinnacle, know always in my prime
Get a mic and the time, to spit a million rhymes
It get wicked and difficult so I wouldn't end up trying
When I'm dying, hope a good gold soul, gon' take my light like
Shit, my lights ain't even lit and I ain't ready to ignite
Until the time gets rightly picked and I'ma do it on my own
Don't mind a light sidekick, I'm pissed, five, six
Minutes till yo' motherfucking life ends, aight man

[Verse 2: idkfatal]
Alright then
Front this shit with vivans straight outta Thailand
I’d fuck a chick even if she got mileage
Take a dab before the verse, bitch I'm a pot head
Don’t send me memes that is not bread
I’m Baby Keem and my shawty orange soda
If she tryna see what’s up she better be way older
All my homies tryna fuck but they can’t get it up, no boner
Running amok, they pull up begging me to be an organ donor
Like, A cup, B cup, C cup, D
I done fucked around and accidentally made a hoe monopoly (I did what?)
I’m smoking bowls that are prolly grinded up broccoli
She giving bomb head like sloppenheimer topping me
I watched Barbie only for Margot Robbie
Yeah, I didn’t ever say I’m sorry
Before I left the party, I downed the Bacardi
I yacked in the Uber but left a 5 star review though

[Verse 3: cowbla]
Okay, like, I got a beast to feed, I breed the egos
Freak hoes, only thing that gon' me complete though
Only thing that different is when I wasn't hated by bitches
From saying I'd kill 'em on no melody beats so
I been hurt for a fat minute, I'm good shawty
Hitting pack different it ain't helping, I'm dull hearted
Become harder is not expected from young artists
But I'm honest, so one day I'ma be the hardest
Streets, I glow, I'm immaculate, my wave, like
Everybody hoppin' on getting packed, put in graves, like
Talking shit, don't got a bit of pussy to name
Pause it, get in low and mo'fucking behold a lane, like
Peel at the peak when I'm peeping at people who bein' rude
Feel like a king when I see that I'm finna be eating soon
Me to you, impossible not an easy lose
Four sided mind what always be telling me to do, yuh