Golden Child! - Autumn!

(What do you desire?)

Yeah, yeah

Ain't spoke my mind in a while

Just tell everybody I’m fine (Bitch, haha)

But really, I’m not doing fine

There’s a lot of shit on my plate

There’s a lot of shit on my mind

I gotta stay on my grind

'Cause I ain't tryna go back to that nine-to-five, oh nah

Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down

But fuck that shit, 'cause nigga, we up now

All these niggas, they look up to me now

They always ask me how I got this far, I can’t even tell you myself

How all these niggas know just who we are, and I ain’t even know myself

Got too many foreigns, how’d you get that car? I don’t even know myself

How the fuck you get them diamonds in your teeth?

How the fuck you shine like that? You fleek

Now look at your child, he wanna be me

They look at the sky when they think of me

She look at her thighs when she think of me

They think of a God when they think of me

I hope I'm a god when I rest in peace

They hop on the wave, I keep me a rod if they trying to find me

Tell 'em I'm out of the way with the heavyweights, I feel just like Gotti, ha

Yeah, yeah

Ain’t spoke my mind in a while

Just tell everybody I’m fine

But really, I’m not doing fine

There’s a lot of shit on my plate

There’s a lot of shit on my mind

I gotta stay on my grind

Cause I ain't tryna go back to that nine-to-five, oh nah

Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down

But fuck that shit, 'cause nigga, we up now

Yeah, yeah

Ain’t spoke my mind in a while

Just tell everybody I’m fine

But really, I’m not doing fine

There’s a lot of shit on my plate

There’s a lot of shit on my mind

I gotta stay on my grind

Cause I ain't tryna go back to that nine-to-five, oh nah

Can’t even tell you how bad I really was down

But fuck that shit, 'cause nigga, we up now

(They hop on the wave, I keep me a rod if they tryna find me)

(Tell 'em I'm out of the way with the heavyweights, I feel just like Gotti, ha)

(Bitch, haha)