GOLDEN TICKET Night Lovell (Ft. The Time Traveller)
"GOLDEN TICKET" by Night Lovell (Ft. The Time Traveller), released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, self-discovery, and the pursuit of success. The lyrics convey a sense of resilience and determination. Unique elements include atmospheric beats and introspective verses, creating a haunting vibe. The song resonates with listeners seeking motivation and empowerment.
[Intro: Night Lovell]
Da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da
Yeah
[Verse: Night Lovell]
I think all the trauma got the best of me (Best of me)
What I'm doin', it don't make no sense to me (No sense to me)
I feel like shit, and the other feeling's ecstasy (Ecstasy)
I'm fightin' everything, I wonder how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I got all these cars but no where to go (Got, got)
I got all this money but nobody to show (Got, got)
Hold up (Hold up, hold up), bitch, tell me what you with me to get (Hold up, hold up)
Since we both bein' honest, I just want me some head (I just want me)
M.I.A, cookin' up a masterpiece (I'm cookin' up)
Cookin' 'cause I know the fuckin' recipe (I'm cookin' up)
Slang dick, ho, I ain't got no shame to say it (Yeah, yeah)
We fucked once, I ain't nut, 'cause you can't even take it (Can't even take it)
(Aw yeah) All these hoes wanna be seen
(Aw yeah) I'm over it, go suck the team
(Aw yeah, yeah, yeah) Some young niggas winnin' (Yeah)
We ain't showin' shit, we just keep shit hidden (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
None you niggas ever heard of bamboo linen
It's a lot of shit you niggas don't see you missin' (Don't see)
I don't see myself ever really bein' finished
I ain't comin' back 'til I get it off my hit-list (Yeah, yeah)
Every day damn day, I just get more fed up
Hate it when they try tell me I should keep my head up (Head)
You niggas live in peace, you would never stand a chance (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You niggas boxed up and you'll never get ransomed
Load up, cock it, blast 'em, blast 'em
They scared, they run, we slide, catch 'em
All these boys bitches, so they run for cover (Bitch)
The cover they gon' get is the cover when we pack 'em
I got cloudy vision, sometimes I gotta step back (Step)
I brought my family everywhere, I put them in my backpack
They askin' what I did to get me there, you think that I know?
You nigga look for any blueprint that you could follow
Switch it up, cheers (Yeah), we in Monte Carlo (With it)
Anything that happens when I'm gone, I'ma find out
Nobody can fool me, you mad, sue me
No money, more problems, that ain't new to me
These bitches all tryna see the man in the flesh
It's me, I done built it all bare hands
It's me, I got the gold ticket, Willy Wonka
Now I'm runnin' 'round the fuckin' world tryna conquer (Okay)
Da-da, da-da, da-da, da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da
Yeah
[Verse: Night Lovell]
I think all the trauma got the best of me (Best of me)
What I'm doin', it don't make no sense to me (No sense to me)
I feel like shit, and the other feeling's ecstasy (Ecstasy)
I'm fightin' everything, I wonder how it's supposed to be (Supposed to be)
I got all these cars but no where to go (Got, got)
I got all this money but nobody to show (Got, got)
Hold up (Hold up, hold up), bitch, tell me what you with me to get (Hold up, hold up)
Since we both bein' honest, I just want me some head (I just want me)
M.I.A, cookin' up a masterpiece (I'm cookin' up)
Cookin' 'cause I know the fuckin' recipe (I'm cookin' up)
Slang dick, ho, I ain't got no shame to say it (Yeah, yeah)
We fucked once, I ain't nut, 'cause you can't even take it (Can't even take it)
(Aw yeah) All these hoes wanna be seen
(Aw yeah) I'm over it, go suck the team
(Aw yeah, yeah, yeah) Some young niggas winnin' (Yeah)
We ain't showin' shit, we just keep shit hidden (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
None you niggas ever heard of bamboo linen
It's a lot of shit you niggas don't see you missin' (Don't see)
I don't see myself ever really bein' finished
I ain't comin' back 'til I get it off my hit-list (Yeah, yeah)
Every day damn day, I just get more fed up
Hate it when they try tell me I should keep my head up (Head)
You niggas live in peace, you would never stand a chance (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You niggas boxed up and you'll never get ransomed
Load up, cock it, blast 'em, blast 'em
They scared, they run, we slide, catch 'em
All these boys bitches, so they run for cover (Bitch)
The cover they gon' get is the cover when we pack 'em
I got cloudy vision, sometimes I gotta step back (Step)
I brought my family everywhere, I put them in my backpack
They askin' what I did to get me there, you think that I know?
You nigga look for any blueprint that you could follow
Switch it up, cheers (Yeah), we in Monte Carlo (With it)
Anything that happens when I'm gone, I'ma find out
Nobody can fool me, you mad, sue me
No money, more problems, that ain't new to me
These bitches all tryna see the man in the flesh
It's me, I done built it all bare hands
It's me, I got the gold ticket, Willy Wonka
Now I'm runnin' 'round the fuckin' world tryna conquer (Okay)
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