Golden Gun Lyrics

I walk around town with the golden gun

Walk around town with the golden gun

Walk around town with the golden gun

I walk around town with the golden, uh

Why would I sign to a major label

Nigga, it's no lab3l

Life is full of dragons and vampires, it's no fable

Grew up broke with no cable

These rappers the new Cain and Abel

It's a facade

Claiming to be kings and end up like Isaiah Rashad

Believe none of what you hear, half of what you see

Only time you hear me quote Jay-Z

Don't give a damn about the money you made

And the houses on the island, that's off in the shade

With them draw pentagrams and sacrifice life for fame

As above, so below, it's a lie

Hell is beneath and heaven is above the sky

The art of war, fighting demons on checkerboard floors

Pick a side and enjoy the ride

Rappers not dope enough

My bars hit the brains like angel dust

Which one of y'all satanic rappers wanna play with us

A man with clean hands grows stronger and stronger

While y'all play with lust

I sit back, stacking this paper up

Loading choppers at the crib

Rock my daughter to sleep then lay her down in the crib

Sit back and watch some TV with my rib

The good life family man

But still will let the choppers sing like I played in a band

All these artists, industry plants, record labels

Rocking strap-ons, hitting these niggas from the back

Shit is foul, flagrant, my flow like wine

It gets better with time, long as I keep aging

I'll be pointing out these rap double agents that work for Satan

Yeah, uh, uh

I got the golden gun