He is best known for his 2014 mixtape The God Complex. His single "Dance on Me" peaked at number 4 on the Billboard Twitter Real-Time chart and he was named to the XXL Freshman Class in 2015.
GoldLink released his first mixtape The God Complex in July 2014. Complex named it one of the best projects released during the first half of 2014, Spin placed it at number 19 on its The 40 Best Hip-Hop Albums of 2014, Clash ranked it at number 7 on their Top 10 Mixtapes of 2014 and Pitchfork Media gave the mixtape a 7.9 rating.
GoldLink began collaborating with producer Rick Rubin in 2015. Goldlink also collaborated with producer Louie Lastic in 2015 from songs such as Spectrum and Bedtime Stories. In November 2015 he released the album After That, We Didn't Talk, much of which was considered a follow-up to questions left unanswered from The God Complex. Pigeons & Planes placed it at number 19 on its Best Albums of 2015 list. GoldLink was also named a member of the XXL Freshman Class in 2015.
Crew REMIX
GoldLink Lyrics
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GoldLink
Shy Glizzy
D.C., E.A
She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no no no)
Don't hold no rank
It's Gucci! (Wop!)
Don't get mad in this bitch 'cause you too bad for this shit
How the relationship gon' last if he not having no children?
You need a man, buy you bags, have you bragging and shit
You don't need no man without no plan, doing all that nagging and shit
Well it's Gucci Mane and GoldLink, and we got gold seams
I just bought my chick a cold mink, damn what them hoes think
Brought the Lambo up to D.C. so they can see me
Got Shy Glizzy with me, but ain't nothing shy about me
Splendor, we with Gucci and I boost your self-esteem
Every time I ball, you ball, we ball, girl we a team
Dining with the King so you get treated like a Queen
Got us shining like the diamonds on my necklace, watch it rink
Brrr!
She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no no no)
Don't hold no rank (yeah)
Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga with a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flow
Got your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' when
I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn
Do it for my niggas on the coast right there
Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now
Niggas got killed for the boy live his dreams in the hills
And they watchin' for the boy right now
Goddamn, what a time, what a year, uh
We are what them young boys fear, uh
I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lies
You can tell that from our peers right now
Bet you wanna fuck me now, uh
Bet you wanna love me down, uh
Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said
But know I'm down, uh
Freaky deaky show me somethin', uh
Shake it like you owe me somethin', uh
Pushin' on the pussy like a button
Came four times, fifth time you gushin', uh
Still gettin' rowdy in the function, uh
Bitches on my dick like it's nothin', uh
Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', thumpin', jumpin', yeah
Hey, nice to meet, I'm Young Jefe, who you be?
Got my piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beat
She invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heat
She said, "But I live in the hills," bitch, that's just the way I sleep
Stop that madness, I'm a savage, in traffic with MAC 11's
Bad bitch and she Spanish, I fly her to Calabasas
We get nasty, I'm her daddy, she know a nigga ain't average
Ain't nothin' wrong with fake asses, bitch, turn around let's make magic
I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, no
Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' it
King of District Columbia, can't come here without a permit
This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas
She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no no no)
Don't hold no rank
The song “Crew Remix” by GoldLink features Gucci Mane, Shy Glizzy, and Brent Faiyaz. The lyrics of the song starts with a reference to how people perceive the rapper. He looks like “the man” with money all around him, but he reveals that he was down and out just last week. The rapper addresses a supposed girlfriend who has been hiding, telling her she’s just a fan and doesn’t hold any rank. Gucci Mane joins in the second verse and talks about how a relationship can’t last if one partner doesn’t want to have children. The second verse also highlights the luxurious lifestyle with references to buying bags and cold mink, and how he’s dining with the king.
Shy Glizzy delivers the third verse with references to his hometown in Maryland and his flow. He boasts about having someone’s girl around him and how he’s not messing around when it comes to chasing the “kitty.” Brent Faiyaz ends the song with a chorus that repeats the opening lines.
Overall, the lyrics of “Crew Remix” revolve around the rapper’s luxurious lifestyle, money, and women, with each artist delivering their unique style.
Line by Line Meaning
She see money all around me
The woman sees wealth around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
My appearance gives off an impression of being in charge
But I was down and out like last week
Recently, I was in a difficult, possibly destitute or depressing position
Tell me where have you been?
I need to know your whereabouts and activities leading up to now
You came out of hiding, girl
You emerged from a place of concealment or privacy
Don't act like I'm your man
Do not behave as if we have a romantic relationship
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no no no)
Don't hold no rank
You are simply a follower of my work and have no authority or power over me
Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga with a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flow
I am a gritty and audacious rapper hailing from Maryland with exceptional lyrical talent
Got your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' when
I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn
I am not joking around when I say I am after the attention of your significant other, and I will go to great lengths to impress them
Do it for my niggas on the coast right there
Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now
Niggas got killed for the boy live his dreams in the hills
And they watchin' for the boy right now
I am dedicating my success and hard work to my friends on both coasts and individuals who died while pursuing their aspirations in wealthy communities
Goddamn, what a time, what a year, uh
We are what them young boys fear, uh
These past moments and this year have brought about enormous success for my team, and younger males view us with envy
I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lies
You can tell that from our peers right now
I am a fierce competitor who has never been defeated, a fact that is not dishonest and can be confirmed by those around me
Bet you wanna fuck me now, uh
Bet you wanna love me down, uh
Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said
But know I'm down, uh
You probably feel an intense attraction towards me now and want to engage in intimate activities, but you can't commit me to a relationship, although I am interested in that type of closeness
Freaky deaky show me somethin', uh
Shake it like you owe me somethin', uh
Pushin' on the pussy like a button
Came four times, fifth time you gushin', uh
Still gettin' rowdy in the function, uh
Bitches on my dick like it's nothin', uh
Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', thumpin', jumpin', yeah
I enjoy watching explicit or unusual activity, you should dance sensually for me, I am very skilled in sexual activity, to the point where you will experience gushing orgasms, and I still know how to have fun and have numerous people caring about what I do
Hey, nice to meet, I'm Young Jefe, who you be?
Got my piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beat
She invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heat
She said, "But I live in the hills," bitch, that's just the way I sleep
I am formally introducing myself as the rapper, Young Jefe, and disclosing that I carry a weapon on me while I'm in Southeast. I visit a woman at her home, who later admires my gun, but I remind her that I am accustomed to living in wealthy neighborhoods
Stop that madness, I'm a savage, in traffic with MAC 11's
Bad bitch and she Spanish, I fly her to Calabasas
We get nasty, I'm her daddy, she know a nigga ain't average
Ain't nothin' wrong with fake asses, bitch, turn around let's make magic
Don't be absurd, I am a brutal and violent man and my weapons reflect that, I am accompanied by a seductive woman I flew to an affluent community for erotic pleasure, and she knows that I am not just a typical male. Imperfect features are not an issue, turn around so we can consummate our intimacy
I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, no
Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' it
King of District Columbia, can't come here without a permit
This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas
I am in a state of euphoria, and no, you cannot have any of the drugs I am on right now. We are not wasting our energy on superficiality, just like football players don't give up on the fourth down. I am the highest authority in Washington D.C. and people can't enter the city without clearance. Life and the people in it can be ruthless and dangerous
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: D'anthony William Carlos, Radric Delantic Davis, Teddy Walton, Christopher Wood, Marquis Amonte King
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Robin
Goldlink is getting big watch out for this guy mad respect
30 Hours
Robinson Muindisi I mean he was already a xxl freshman, but the wrong year he was in :(
John Smith
i mean.... maybe
geigster
OGG Prince goldlink's flow and voice are divine he's bound to go big at this point. Gucci is a questionable feature on this though. Even drake would destroy on this
T R I L L
Robinson Muindisi reppin the dmv
Markeith Johnson
This song is so smooth and velvety that it needs a 10-30 minute version that you can just ride solo with in the night streets. As a matter of fact, the whole song only needs to consist of the chorus for the entirety of the 30 minutes. This is a chill, kickback, ice in the cognac type of song.
angel howell
Markeith Johnson yesssss definitely
Tammie Horton
Right . I love it..
Savannah Hernandez
Sounds like John B.
Growing up Undraya Lance
They do it's called the crew hook loop