Golden Age Cypher ft. NoFace Rapper, Greek & New Villain Lyrics

Yeah, pardon me for tardiness

Every verse is arguably the hardest like your heart can get

After a divorce and like 15 years of arguments

Yeah I'm not gonna die for paper

I've seen these rappers go up and fall off like flying Graysons

Honestly, look how I'm aging

These are finest ages

I'm thanking God because I'm truly blessed and highly favored

Including all my setbacks

I was in that debt trap

Temper 'bout to blow up like I'm smoking in a meth lab

Flights got me jet lagged

Pressurized cabin got my ears popping

Ordering the porter house steak and it's the seared option

Wifey hitting weird octaves after love making

And her father the only rapper muckraking

Yo, on the wall you'll find a height chart

Growing never slowing as I focus on the right parts

Flowing like an ocean

Everytime I let the mic spark

Potent like an omen

How I hone in is a slight art

I'm floating like a light dart

Trajectories a high arc

Obsessed with progress

Becoming hard to surprise me with what I can do next

Round table sitting with the suits and execs

Closing deals over five course meals

Toast to success

Talking six figure, seven figure, eight figure oh

Ain't no really telling how bright my star will glow

I said ain't no telling the height which I can grow

If I can't go around them then I'm running through hoes

Uh, Villain

Friday afternoon, screw my job kid I'm dipping

Worked to drop this shit soon, my days here are crippling

Sickened by the corporate bullshit, they mumbo jumbo

Blocking shots they threw at the kid, like I'm Mutombo

Humble by life circumstances

Friends want to put their friends against me but I'm still advancing

Hang ken shaw with enhancements

Bryan Cranston I'm the face of honor

Living on these beats forever, squatters rights

Pen shifting, shitting on the competition, twisted

Mad at me I did it

Weed my incense, the littest

Play with G.I. Joes and Thundercats to be specific

Growing up, had more heart than many

Ironic now, got no heart for plenty

Silence niggas talking trendy

What part of the game is that?

Now any part of the game is a trap

I'm feeling old, feeling like life's hardships turned me cold

Prepare me for the road to coming in the distance seeing gold