"Golden Jackets" lyrics

Niggas talking spicy, don't get caught up in a jam
I always had a plan, I'm down to hustle, fuck a scam
King is running shit, I love to pass every exam
Put money on my partners, but they booked 'em for the brand
It's too much going on, we tryna do the best we can
I swear to God it's like my attitude being attached to my hand
So excuse me if you'll lose me, I'm too groovy to give a damn
That vaccination going to their head, it's zombie land

Emotional roller-coaster, that's just life, you gotta control it
They crossing them lines, and meet them consequences, now they trolling
I keep that ganja rolling, my eyes low but I'm in sync
Them spirits come out that bottle, niggas get on it but they don't think
Take shots in life, but don't take shots with niggas that don't drink
Two pockets, knives, that Tupac motivation is my shrink

Okay, okay, we moving past it, let's run up these brackets
We don't need no instant fame, the hall of fame, get golden jackets

We don't need no instant fame, the hall of fame, get golden jackets