I Need a Drink
G.O.L.D. Lyrics

G.OD n*gga
Introduction to the song, artist self-identifying as G.O.D.

It’s ya boy Kage man
A self-identification, artist going by the name Kage.

Ya born alone, ya die alone
Explaining that one comes into the world and leaves it alone.

I don’t need nobody, I don’t need nobody
Artist emphasizing on his self-reliance and independence.

Man these n*ggas so fake
Artist expressing distrust for others, citing their disingenuousness.

They’d probably laugh at your wake
Others are shown to lack respect for the artist even posthumously.

They even talk to the jakes
Artist accusing others of conversing with the police.

I don’t need nobody, I don’t need Nobody
Reemphasizing the sentiment that the artist is independent and doesn't require others.

Came in this world all alone And I’m leaving in the same way
Reiterating that the artist has no attachments or familial support.

These n*ggas dap you then shit on you in the same day
Others are shown to be untrustworthy and hypocritical.

Different stage, but the same play
Others' behaviors and motivations are deemed unchanging despite circumstances.

All I see is black and white You can’t see cuz the shades grey
Comparing the artist's clarity of perspectives to the blurred and confusing views of others.

Why hate a n*gga that be showing you love I honestly don’t give a f*ck if you be showing me love
Artist expressing confusion over other people's animosity in the face of kindness, but also indicating his lack of concern for it.

I try bringing you up You try bringing me down
Artist recognizes the negative and destructive pattern of behavior by others.

You hating on a n*gga cuz a n*gga renown
Attribute negative behavior to envy and sense of inferiority.

My ideology is profiteering Heart cold, no tearing N*gga best prepare for the square in If on G.O.D name he swearing Then I swear my .44 ain’t caring
Artist details his motivation and the associated consequences in vivid language.

Guns are so overbearing Bury the n*gga before you could even think about the burden F*ck a burden Hurry up and put the dirt in I shoot like Irving, you heard em, word then
Artist glorifies his use of violence, emphasizing his capability and lack of remorse in utilizing it.

All you fake f*cks make me sick Like I just smelt a pamper full of baby sh*t
Artist expressing disgust with the behavior of others.

I wanna clap you n*ggas on some crazy sh*t Got ya shawty in the tele while you babysit
Artist wishes to exact violent revenge against those he detests and taunts them by suggesting that their female companions are with him instead.

All these hoes gon’ make me rich You just make me cheese, you don’t make me b*tch
Artist indicates that females are a means to profit for him and displays a lack of concern or respect for them.

You wanna get hype, oh you crazy b*tch Talk slick while my gun is off safety b*tch
Warning others about the lethal consequences of their negative behavior.

Everything I got yea I got it on my own Even as a youngin man, I got it like I’m grown If I ain’t have a job, then I got it on my phone Stand alone, no clone Boy Kage on the throne
Artist reflects on his origin and development towards independence and achievement, using it to bolster his sense of self-importance.

See drones, ima soon you round like a cyclone Shawty got a nice neck She giving the nice dome Nice? No this is how I get when the mics on I don’t care if I’m right wrong Ima write on
Artist showing off his rap skills, unconcerned with criticism or disagreement.

I do not need your opinion I pitchin your 2 cents in chicken Went crazy like Gucci Cuz y’all isn’t yo in the kitchen when I’m in it whippin Don’t need you to tell me you different Cuz these 2 chains, you ain’t help me go and get em I do not need you to play me Just play all my music And play your position
Artist dismisses the need for feedback or criticism, and asserts that his success is independent of the involvement of others.

No I do not need nobody word up Maybe some brief banking Like talking turtles Word round the town Pass bits around We just runnin circles like muhf*ckin gerbils
Artist once again asserts his independence and dismisses the importance of others.

I’m runnin on purple I rolled in the lobby With a bad white hottie But she ain’t nobody Moving around like she fighting Ali She don’t need no bodies But she’ll catch em probably Diamon that dude she gon ride like ducatis Diamon that dude, she be calling me papi Diamon that nigga, ole girl best friends I want her don’t need her But I could pretend Like baby you a perfect 10 I keep it 100 and they just percents
Artist details an encounter with a female and her aggressive nature, recounting himself as a strong influence in her life and indicating his desire for her attention.

Baby them purses is next When I’m covered in paper just like a present East Coast, I represent Put in that work, like a weapon in set You dancing with devils and missing a step You feel like a god if you reppin the set
Artist now delves into his physical appearance and taste while continuing to assert his success and self-importance.

I don’t need nobody I do it like Nike I just need a check, and your respect The flow is so hot that they starting to sweat and tan So other than all of the fans
Concluding the song, artist steadfast in his independence and dismissive of the importance of others except for fans.