Life’s Work

Hook: Golden Boy
My life's work, my my life's work
Yo to relax and write, my life's work
(x2)

Verse 1: Golden Boy
It's a hot one I gnosh gum squinted in the sun
Even in the tinted prism top flippin songs on the system
Minute long cuts clip along vintage mix lost tapes list
Wish it plays long listen
Wait, honk, hit it, and take off quick
I relate hot spit I created in a meditative state for the clique
While the weekday percolate again
Rain marinate hoody hair ingrate
Pool by the gate fuel make a rainbow
Next twenty looks just like the one that I spent
Check hockey pools on the bluetooth internet
On the futile trek for a devil chops baby ruth
I got words from New Guinea words from t dot
Extra hot words from Lonely city and one fifty proof pop
Figure out just how to make party by committee again
So let me bust out the sequel right quick

Hook: Golden Boy
Yo it's a whole lot of trees down in Saturday night
A warm breeze rollin past so pass the black light
And flash a tight skirt
Smash the ice glass with sprite
Yo to relax and write, my life's work
My life's work, my my life's work
Yo to relax and write, my life's work
My life's work, my my life's work
Yo to relax and write, my life's work

Verse 2: Golden Boy
It's a hot one, pop open the locks in drop tops
And rollin the windows to bottom position in flip flops
And socks, ignition switch turn like a clock
Tick and the wind blow over my fist gripping the shift box
Indo, brought the fridge wobbly pops
And double fist risk trouble from the policy cops
Swap spots kid I can navigate in the ride
While the princess in the back baptizing the dry
Incense consensus, lets commence to hang out, shall we
Gangs in the heated out valley
Crooked in the club when the chorus come it is sung hoarsely
Tongues that wanna touch mad pussy
Tuck em boy analyze the drum noise
Dj spun run followed by run with Jadakiss, gully choice

Hook: Golden Boy
Yo it's a whole lot of trees down in Saturday night
A warm breeze rollin past so pass the black light
And flash a tight skirt
Smash the ice glass with sprite
Yo to relax and write, my life's work
My life's work, my my life's work
Yo to relax and write, my life's work
My life's work, my my life's work
Yo to relax and write, my life's work
A whole lot of trees down in Saturday night
Pass the black light
Yo it's a whole lot of trees down in Saturday night
Pass the black light