Golden - Russ

Not dressed up but the moment seems suitable

Fuck religion, God who?

And Sunday there’s a funeral

Oh, this the crucible?

This supposed to be beautiful

Shit, my boy’s momma’s laying on her deathbed

Paralyzed from the waist down

But he’s still thinking 'bout his next step

Damn, fuck, fuck you talking 'bout?

(Talking 'bout)

Yeah

You might as well get it while you’re here

'Cause you can’t live forever (Ever, ever)

You might as well get it while you’re here

'Cause you can’t live forever (Ever, ever)

(Might as well)

Let me know if you wanna ride out (Ride out)

I’ll take you to my hideout (Hideout)

Drink, smoke, pop fly out (Fly out)

Woah-oh, woah-oh

Yeah, drinking this liquor, spilling my dreams

Filling these pictures, coloring schemes

Music, another brother to me

I swear I lead a couple lives

When I tell my parents what my siblings want to survive

When I tell my friends or myself when the cups rise

Shout out to my brother Frank though

Let those blunts fly

I know that you teaching, that you reaching for your goals

See that road and, yeah

Motherfucker, yeah we go in, what

Let me know if you wanna ride out (Ride out)

I’ll take you to my hideout (Hideout)

Drink, smoke, pop fly out (Fly out)

Woah-oh, woah-oh

Let me know if you wanna ride out (Ride out)

I’ll take you to my hideout (Hideout)

Drink, smoke, pop fly out (Fly out)

Woah-oh, woah-oh

You might as well get it while you’re here

'Cause you can’t live forever (Ever, ever)

You might as well get it while you’re here

'Cause you can’t live forever (Ever, ever)

(Might as well)