Golden Lyrics – Tyler, the Creator

Golden Lyrics by Tyler, the Creator

Tyler you obviously have some f#cking problems
And this is, this, this is the end of this session
Let’s, anything else you’ve gotta say?
Mom is getting jealous I see my manager more

Than I see her before, I go on tour and it hurts (yeah)
I miss the days when this was fun but now it turned into work
They getting legal, so now I gotta watch the sh#t that I blurt out
(As you should, this shit’s outrageous)

My friends are turning into opposites
Because my life is turning into opposite of sloppy wrist
And all the b#tches who forget about me want to ride my dick
Harder than the white kids that copy sh#t

Ending it is all I f#ckin’ think about, that’s the sh#t I think about
All alone, bawling ’til my mothaf#ckin’ eyes bleed
See, he’s a leader in person and smile, sh#t gets disgusting
When there’s no person around, talking discussion sh#t, man

(I’m here to talk) f*ck, I’m putting myself at a distance
For instance, my best friend is now my f#cking assistant
(Who travis?)
n#gg#s saying “free earl” without even knowin’ him

See, they’re missing the new album, I’m missing my only friend
You have everyone around you, with thirty names a day?
I don’t see what it is? I mean, you
Not like you don’t have anyone to talk to

I’m here for you, I’m your friend
When I say odd, y’all say future
Odd, uh-uh, that shit’s corny as f*ck
(You’re doing good, you have a cult following) f*ck

To these white kids? (Oh my gosh)
Charbroiled n#gg# on these dark beats
Nashes with the n#z#s but it’s normal what the cops see
Awesome at his concert, but he never had a pop, see

Mommy was a living single queen with a lot tee
So while my wallets piling with some symbolic colored paper
I lace her, ’cause she gave me such a lot at such a young age
Twenty, why didn’t she get that abortion?

Probably ’cause that motherf#ckin’ embryo was morphing
Into a grammy winning schizophrenic f#cking orphan
Oops I meant b#stard, a skinny #ss disaster
Mom works hard, still working on her master’s

Son lies about, taking classes at community college
Just to record some b#llsh#t he calls b#stard
Start a f#ckin’ cult, clash his talents in a brash way
Before he even had a mustache and cash

And all I got was a f#ckin’ shitty article in thrasher
“Alright, just calm down”
“That ain’t sh#t, man”
“Now don’t, don’t, don’t make yourself seem guilty

That, that article was great”
“No, f*ck that, n#gg#”
“You’re beating yourself up and your living the f#cking life right now, kid
When I was your age

I would have loved to be f#cking doing the things that you’re doing right now”
“F*ck that, f*ck all this shit”
“You, you, you act like I’m not here”
“You’re not”

“I’m exactly who you’re supposed to be talking to”
“You don’t f#cking help me with sh#t
You don’t help me with sh#t, f*ck”
“Yeah, you get that, that, who wouldn’t do that?”

“F*ck you f*ck you” (“who wouldn’t, who wouldn’t shoot their friend?”)
“Old f#cking f*ck”
(“That’s fine, it’s not your fault”) “i killed my f#cking friends, f*ck”
“I’m gonna need security in here, and, uh”

“What the f*ck, I didn’t f#cking sign up for this sh#t
I’m, I’m not f#cking crazy, I’m a f#cking table, I’m a f#cking table”
“Yes, come quick, he’s losing it”
“No, f*ck this shit”

“Tyler, calm down”
I’ma grab the nina (no) and find a nice arena
‘Cause I can’t even choose between ortega or suprema (get security in here)
And I’m not even human, I’m a body shaped demon

With some s#men in my sack and some problems in the back (calm the f*ck down)
And a life that’s fill with crap, and a finger filled with hate
And a gat that’s filled with love, now let opposites attract
I can finally be one (no) like a marriage in a church

But this marriage has a hearse and the parents of the one
That’s getting married has a curse and it’s made up inside of him
Too late to reimburse but, wait it gets worse
All the guests that’s in the church, all decided to disperse

So there was nobody who could stop the wedding with converse
So they tied the knot, now it’s too late to reverse
This arrangement (yes it is) and the nurse is amazed at the hurt
That he was painting (calm the f*ck down) but it was obvious in all the photos

He was paining, now a bunch of whispering immerse
“Yeah, he’s right there security’s right there”
“Shit no, get away from me”
“Get him”

And then the nurse blurts (“come here”)
“What the f*ck is his problem? Here, we have two doses to give him, here”
Why didn’t anybody ask him first?
(“Get on the ground”) “hold him down”

“I’ve been asking you this whole time, Tyler”
“Get the f*ck away from me get away from me” (“come here, m#th*rf#ck*r”)
Because nobody gave a f*ck
“Get the f*ck off of me”

Someone gave a f*ck Tyler
And, uh the person that gave a f*ck was me
See, you’re not, going crazy it’s me I’m your best friend, Tyler
I know everything, I know everything about you

You’ve been helping yourself this whole time
Your friends? They’re just figments of your imagination
Dr TC, see Tyler, I’m your conscience
I’m Tron Cat, I’m Ace, I’m Wolf Haley, I’m (me)
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Tyler, the Creator Lyrics – Golden

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