Golden

[Verse one: Ki'Shon]
I know they want a banger
I know they want a banger
I'm AC cool, Slater
Yeah the style be packed
Boy you looking at a swinger
In the middle of the danger
I'm where the wild things at
See I'm the one they looking to for all of the hits
I'm the one they looking to ball on the kicks
I'm the one they looking just to shine with the Rolie
I'm the one they looking for divine, for the holy
Free!

[Chorus: Ki'Shon]
Oh they know that I'm golden
In the mix with the potion
Hit the wrist in the motion
Flip the whip then control it
Killing records
Don't forget the blessing
Had to throw the body in the ocean
Oh they know that I'm golden
Balling like we in the bonus

[Bridge: Ki'Shon]
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Any more we'll black
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Got 'em jumping from the back
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Any more we'll black
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Got 'em jumping from the back

[Verse two: Ki'Shon]
I know they waiting, they waiting on my appearance
They hearing I got a deal, like when you shopping on clearance
Some searing (Sss), that's fire, I'm fearing (Pft)
That's lying, they sleeping (Shh) I'm tired of keeping this on the quiet
Get loud on 'em!
Be with my clique, yeah, y'all go make us dial 'em
I had to go style 'em, I had to go wile on 'em
Quitting's for scrubs, we never throw in the towel on 'em
Flow so heaven sent, boy, I came from the clouds on 'em
Tell 'em I'm giving the God graces, All on the low I see them and slide
Hating the feeling, this violating, I'm knowing we need to heal it
Cause on my block they shoot for the love
Annihilating
Know you want it raw, know you really want the truth? Naw
You just want a show, you just want to take the roof off
We'll let's get 'em off they feet, call it levitation
I ain't worried 'bout the name, just the reputation

[Chorus: Ki'Shon]
Oh they know that I'm golden
In the mix with the potion
Hit the wrist in the motion
Flip the whip then control it
Killing records
Don't forget the blessing
Had to throw the body in the ocean
Oh they know that I'm golden
Balling like we in the bonus

[Bridge: Ki'Shon]
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Any more we'll black
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Got 'em jumping from the back
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Any more we'll black
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Got 'em jumping from the back

[Verse three: Alex Faith]
Being realistic with the pen, I'm so different
And when I disappear from the game, they'll know I'm missing
Snap back to the program, knowing I never fit in
Been fresh, y'all outta date, still rocking fitteds
And I'm always forced to say it, so often it's imitated
Been about the W, see me winning they hating
Still riding real clean through the southside, player
Used to be a cutlass, graduated to a BM
See these suckers in the ClayCo, can't believe I used to be them
Odds being stacked, can't believe I really beat 'em
Still loading hollow points, but I pray that I never need 'em
I still believe in God, and I pray that I get to meet Him!
Know that I'm afraid sometimes
I ain't ever been this scared in my life
I know I need to pray sometimes
But things ain't really been that nice

[Bridge: Ki'Shon]
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Any more we'll black
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Got 'em jumping from the back
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Any more we'll black
Are we really to the max? Are we really to the max?
Got 'em jumping from the back

[interlude: Ki'Shon]
Oh they know that I'm golden
Oh they know that I'm golden

[Verse four: Ki'Shon]
When it's everything they want, I swear the feeling is odd
Hit the stage for the praise, cause they giving applause
I'm the one to stand in for the image of God
But behind curtains, a man like the Wizard of Oz
All I do is bring the craft to you
But you looking for a hero, yeah, you need a man in a mask do you?
(Oh they know that I'm golden)
Don't that sound like the calf to you, something that'll master you?

[Outro: Ki'Shon Furlow]
Don't call me your truth
Don't give me your rules
I am nothing you can lean on
Don't you call me your proof
Tryna tell you, you got everything to lose
Don't put this art on a pedestal when the medals you lost were your slavery chains
Cause at the end of the plagues, all things fade, and only God remains