Verse 1:

It took long but oh man what a road

Don’t let this place take your soul

Dirt on my shoulders

I came back, I slayed that

And look at me now I got gold

Too many people are calling

(Too many calling madoda)

Trust me I always knew it’d get this deep

They want that fame and that fortune

(They want that fortune madoda)

You should know all of that sh** don’t come cheap

Chorus:

(I’m on the road to gold)

It took long but oh man what a road

(I’m on the road to gold)

Don’t let this place take your soul

(man I’m on the road to gold)

Dirt on my shoulders

I came back, I slayed that

And look at me now I got gold

Golide Golide x8

Verse 2:

I bet you didn’t think that I would rap huh?

I bet you didn’t think that I would get this far (Na)

You didn’t think I’d make it out of Milpark

Just to kill charts

Gold shining when it’s still dark

Ge too caught up in the Madiba’s that’s when you kill art

And you can live through anything if Jabba made it

I been through it don’t bother hating

My gold shining like I’m all the sayains

I heard the quotes, I heard all the sayings

Like you can’t take that horse to the water and make it drink

Well I made that b**** guzzle, I got em’all puzzled

Like I must just not ever make you think

They hate me like those cab guys hate Uber for making their paper shrink

I’m the plug I’m the major link

Not a thug I’m a major king

I was voted underdog on Slikour for balance but they do not think that’s a major thing

And that’s okay I think

That I was made for this rapping s***

I’m a danger to rappers s***

I’m a stranger to practicing

As a ntwana they told me to get it I’m here and I came for the package b****

Chorus:

(I’m on the road to gold)

It took long but oh man what a road

(I’m on the road to gold)

Don’t let this place take your soul

(man I’m on the road to gold)

Dirt on my shoulders

I came back, I slayed that

And look at me now I got gold

Golide Golide x8

Verse 3:

Too many people need favors

(Too many favors madoda)

Bonke labantu are stressing me out

Too many people are like give me this, give me that

F*** them hits we need rap

We need something that we can relate too

Look at the music I gave you

Cannot break my spirit homie I break through

You still busy flipping, left you on page 2

Plus that time is ticking I cannot wait to

Spit em’ something different they’ll be so grateful

Ntombozana sippin’ all on that grey goose

She’ll be out here trippin’ into that grey coupe’

Where did they make you, I wanna date you

Ndiyanibona sanundijona olo hlobo

I’m throwing shade to all of the fakes who

Act like thina sizimpinchi nezhlobo

Sani awundazi ngolohlobo

Riding down Joe Slovo

This your moment take a photo

This is it and b**** I carry the game like I’m Hodor Hodor Hodor Hodor Hodor

B**** I’m Hodor

Chorus:

(I’m on the road to gold)

It took long but oh man what a road

(I’m on the road to gold)

Don’t let this place take your soul

(man I’m on the road to gold)

Dirt on my shoulders

I came back, I slayed that

And look at me now I got gold

Golide Golide x8