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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Rocky
Vocals
FKA twigs
FKA twigs
Vocals
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Background Vocals
Ben Goldwasser
Ben Goldwasser
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Mayers
Rakim Mayers
Songwriter
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Composer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Songwriter
Michael Burman
Michael Burman
Composer
Tahliah Barnett
Tahliah Barnett
Songwriter
Albert Johnson
Albert Johnson
Composer
Gary Lucas
Gary Lucas
Composer
Michael Tyler
Michael Tyler
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Recording Engineer
Boi-1da
Boi-1da
Producer
FNZ
FNZ
Producer
Isaac Deboni (FNZ)
Isaac Deboni (FNZ)
Producer
Lord Flacko
Lord Flacko
Producer
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, yeah, ah-ah
[Chorus]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it (Oh, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Blunt smoke, smoke weed, codeine, cough
Tell that bitch that I'm awesome, better back the fuck up off me
Coco, Céline, Tiffany, she flossin' (Oh)
Ain't concerned with who bought these, can't forget that she bossy
When y'all was buyin' surfboards, tryna ride the wave
I was cookin' up another fuckin' tidal wave (Brrr)
Had to get entitled motherfuckers out the way
Had to take another title, sorry for the wait (Oop)
Barely ever took a break on, fashion like my time need
More hours in a day, I apologize if I'm late
Tap the vein, whoa, barely look like I'm awake
Darker shades, bluer veins, bluer money in the bankroll
[Chorus]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
[Verse 2]
I remember I was poor, and
When I was young and livin' homeless
Now I rock the Ricky Owens
Eyes lookin' like he rollin'
Got new bags under my eyelids
New bags up in my closets
New bags like I went shoppin'
New bags on new bags
Mind's better at seein' two now (Ah, down)
Needin' up on my downtime (Down, down)
Hit the waves with the new sound (Down, down)
House tunes but it's screwed down, that's dope (Sauce)
Take a sec to thank the Lord, 'nother one to call my folks
Hit my momma on the phone, she like "Son, you the boss" (Ah)
Focus, don't get caught up in the moment (Ah)
Can't forget that I'm golden, don't forget that I'm chosen
[Chorus]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin'
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
[Chorus]
They called me a witch, burned me like saffron
My matter is golden, a child of the Odyssey
My touch is righteous, like virus my Midas
I'm golden
He told me when I'm present, chosen
So hold me tight, I swear, I'm golden
[Outro]
Fuck home, fuck sleep, come clean, zonin' (Golden)
Can't forget that I'm golden, can't forget where I'm goin'
Fuck popo, police, enemies, fake homies
Can't forget that I'm a OG, better act like you know it
Written by: Albert Johnson, Gary Lucas, Hector Delgado, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Michael Burman, Michael Tyler, Rakim Mayers, Tahliah Barnett
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