Golden Eye Lyrics – Ray Vaughn

“Golden Eye” Lyrics by Ray Vaughn is a latest English song in the voice of Ray Vaughn. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Golden Eye” song lyrics are also written by Ray Vaughn. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. “Golden Eye” by Ray Vaughn is a gritty track where the artist calls out other rappers for clout-chasing, lack of authenticity, and failure to live up to their reputations. He criticizes those who act tough but have failed to back up their words, pointing out the hypocrisy in their careers. Vaughn also reflects on his own struggles in the music industry, highlighting his rise despite obstacles, while exposing the weakness and desperation of others trying to stay relevant.

Golden Eye Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh (Hahahaha)
They done let that n!gga off that casting couch (They letting the n!gga out the fu*king basement)
Slide through the kitchen and s*it (Stupid-ass n!gga, yeah)
Johnson and Johnson

[Verse 1]
Holy s*it, it gotta get back on Troy and ain’t say s*it
Heard he out here begging for Dot, I let the K spit
Get smacked down, thinking we wrestling with all them Ray flips
Them shots ain’t hurt Vaughn Wick, I’m in the Matrix
Electrician, oh, we out here flexing with his power check?

Had a n!gga pushing up daisies in some flower set
Y’all trooping with this n!gga then why y’all ain’t deploy?
I heard y’all was sliding on Diddy, but won’t slide for your—, mm
I was signed for five years and got blocked by Covid (Fact)
You was signed for like twenty and still ain’t got motion (Fact)
You had legends in your corner and still turned out boneless
Just a Forbes list miss with a bad boy bonus
Look, CJ got no hit (No), Kirk got no hit (No)
You ain’t got no hits, so Pro Era don’t exist
TDE East, n!gga, ain’t that ’bout the b!tch?
You got a label full of artists, every blog post skip (On God)
I’m a D1 crash out, I’m dummy as it gets
Indian street food, a n!gga made it off the wrist
A n!gga made it out of will, but my name ain’t Jaden Smith (Mm)
Thinking I ain’t got his number, b!tch he authorized the hit (Doot-doot-doot)
(??) words always coming from your lips
If you’re standing next to Diddy, then you shouldn’t mention d!ck
‘Cause if they ever show that footage, you gon’ have to plead the fifth
I’m the n!gga you should dread, I’m on yo’ head, I’m Vaughn Wick
Them gay lines is out of pocket, I ain’t never been to Diddy house
Serayah gon’ be shocked when all that footage out
Couldn’t get a Grammy and said, “Fu*k it, n!gga, put me on that casting couch”
That’s the type of d!ck-licking s*it you should be rapping ’bout (Bad Boy)

[Chorus]

Big TDE, what you know ’bout me? (Haha, you might be Joe Vaughn, but you ain’t Ray Vaughn, so (??) the fu*k up)
Gas tank on E, RV finna crash out
N!gga tucked his tail, In Detroit, had beef (You crashing like the Twin Towers, n!gga)
Now a n!gga talk street, but his credit is maxed out (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Rap for twenty years, still ain’t made big three (N!gga been in this b!tch for like twenty years, it ain’t no (??))
Now he went to TV ’cause in New York, you a cast-out
Couldn’t get a verse from the H-O-V (Motherfu*king freak-off this, n!gga)
Now you at Diddy house and you putting your back down

[Verse 2]
With the clout chasing, going after Dot for the control
Fu*k the clout chasing, n!gga, why you giving up your hole?
Oh, you a badass, a bad boy, there he go
Tryna cook a fake beef ’cause Puffy called you Sloppy Joe?
Fu*k it, I’ll be the Kendrick copy (Copy)
N!gga, that’s better than bukkakes (B!tch)
You Diddy’s sidekick how you got something to say
At the freakoff for a week and you was calling me gay
Before the spice was Tekashi and where was you at? (Where was you at?)
Troy Ave entered the chat, n!gga, where was you at? (Where was you at?)
You wasn’t tryna save New York and put that s*it on your back
It took a California n!gga just to get you to rap (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
40 poking out like pegs on a mongoose, I can handlebars
You been rapping twenty years straight, you work for Santa Claus
Secret handshakes and baby oil, yeah, we saw that
That’s what he meant when he was saying he with all that
Lightyears ahead, your name buzzing ’cause of mine
Last time we gave a fu*k ’bout you was 1999 (1999)
If I aim at your big apple, changes New York’s state of mind
N!ggas playing with your name, that don’t mean you play with mines, pu*sy
I know a guy that know a guy from Brooklyn’s side
That said you ran from real demands and wouldn’t slide, why?
N!gga you was supposed to shoot like GoldenEye
You at the crib with ocean eyes
You should’ve put em close to God, but you not like that
The fu*k made you think you close to Vaughn?
I seen that in your posture, you get posterized
CJ Fly dropped a diss too, damn for Pete’s sake, post the guy
Pro Era like a drop-through speaker, broken fry
Just a old-ass n!ggas get mad at the up-and-coming (Up-and-coming)
I revived your rap career, I’m why Joey Buzzing
N!gga thought he was unique when he clearly wasn’t (Nah)
Had them matching haircuts I know they up to something

[Chorus]
Big TDE, what you know ’bout me?
Gas tank on E, RV finna crash out
N!gga tucked his tail, In Detroit, had beef
Now a n!gga talk street, but his credit is maxed out
Rap for twenty years, still ain’t made big three
Now he went to TV ’cause in New York, you a cast-out
Couldn’t get a verse from the H-O-V
Now you at Diddy house and you putting your back down

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Golden Eye Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
Ray’s kicking things off with a cocky tone, saying he’s no longer being held back or hidden—he’s out and making moves now. The “casting couch” line mocks the idea that someone had to go through shady industry stuff to get on. He’s calling out fake behavior, saying he’s here, raw and unfiltered, ready to shake things up. The Johnson & Johnson line adds a sarcastic twist, hinting at cleaning things up or maybe referencing drama that’s about to get messy.

[Verse 1]
Here, Ray’s coming in aggressive, calling out someone (likely another rapper) who didn’t speak up or defend themselves when they should have. He mocks them for trying to get help or validation from Kendrick (Dot) while Ray’s out here handling his business with no handouts. The wrestling and “Ray flips” line is a play on words, making fun of someone who got beat badly while thinking they were tough. Then he compares himself to someone in “The Matrix,” dodging shots like he’s unstoppable.

He clowns someone showing off about money (“power check”), then flips it dark, saying someone ended up dead (“pushing up daisies”). He questions why their crew doesn’t take action, especially if they were supposedly tough enough to go at Diddy. Then Ray opens up a bit—he says his own career got delayed by COVID even though he had a five-year deal. But the person he’s dissing has had way more time and support and still hasn’t made a real impact.

He goes on listing names like CJ and Kirk, saying none of them have real hits, and if the crew ain’t winning, then their whole movement (Pro Era) is basically irrelevant. He throws shade at their label being full of artists that nobody’s checking for, while positioning himself as a wild card, willing to go all-in.

Then Ray flexes about his grind, saying he made it from humble beginnings, with raw hustle—not handed anything. He even jokes he didn’t have help like Jaden Smith would from Will Smith. He hints that he’s got receipts and might’ve been the one to green-light some retaliation. Then it gets more direct—he’s calling out someone being too close to Diddy, saying if a certain video ever gets leaked, things will look really bad. He warns them to stop playing with his name because he’s not the one to mess with.

By the end, Ray calls out the fake “casting couch” culture in the industry and says if that’s the path they took, then maybe they should rap about that instead of pretending to be something they’re not.

[Chorus]
Ray’s repping TDE hard and questioning what the other person really knows about him. He takes a jab by saying even if someone’s name sounds like his, they’re not him. He says his rival is about to crash like someone out of gas, bringing up past beefs in Detroit and how that person backed down. He mocks their street talk, pointing out their bad credit—basically saying they talk tough but don’t have anything to show for it. Despite rapping for decades, they never made it to the top tier. Now they’re doing TV work, which Ray sees as a sign they’ve been pushed out. He wraps it up by calling out the desperation to get a verse from Jay-Z and the fact that now they’re hanging around Diddy, seemingly lowering themselves just to stay relevant.

[Verse 2]
Ray starts by calling out his opponent for chasing fame, especially by trying to stir drama with Kendrick. He questions why they’re giving themselves up so easily just for attention, mocking them for pretending to be a “bad boy” after Diddy disrespected them. He even jokes that being a “Kendrick copy” would be better than the embarrassing stuff they’ve done.

He keeps pressing, saying the person’s just Diddy’s sidekick and shouldn’t be talking tough. Then he exposes more behind-the-scenes stuff, saying the dude was involved in some strange industry parties and was the one calling *him* gay, which Ray finds hypocritical. He mentions when controversial names like Tekashi and Troy Ave were making headlines, this guy was nowhere to be found—he wasn’t stepping up or standing for New York rap. It took someone from California, like Ray, to push him back into the game.

The next lines are loaded with metaphors—Ray paints himself as strapped up and ready, while mocking the guy for being around so long but never really earning respect. He jokes that all this guy’s work feels like he’s playing Santa, always giving but getting no credit. Then Ray takes a swipe at rumors or weird behavior behind the scenes—baby oil and secret handshakes—and throws it back in his face.

Ray says the only reason anyone is even talking about this other rapper is because of him. He reminds them that nobody cared since 1999, and if he really went after them, it’d shake up the whole New York rap scene. He questions why they didn’t handle real street stuff and points out that when they should’ve acted, they stayed home with “ocean eyes,” meaning soft or scared. He says the dude is nowhere near his level and keeps his foot on his neck.

Ray then mentions CJ Fly dropping a diss too but says even that didn’t make waves. He calls Pro Era irrelevant and compares them to a broken drive-thru speaker—basically useless. He closes out saying older rappers are just mad the younger ones like him are blowing up. He even claims credit for reviving the guy’s career just by dissing him, and ends it all with a jab at how the rapper tried so hard to be different, but clearly isn’t.

[Chorus]
This part repeats the earlier chorus with more energy. Ray’s asking again—what do you *really* know about him or TDE? He says his opponent is spiraling, running out of fuel, backing out of fights, and still pretending to be tough despite having nothing to show after all these years. Ray clowns them for ending up on TV like a washed-up star and failing to even get a feature from Jay-Z. Meanwhile, they’re over at Diddy’s place acting desperate for a spotlight.

FAQs

Q. Who has sung Golden Eye song?
A. Golden Eye song is sung by Ray Vaughn.

Q. Who wrote Golden Eye lyrics?
A. Golden Eye lyrics are penned by Ray Vaughn.

Q. Who has given the music of Golden Eye song?
A. Golden Eye music is composed and produced by Ray Vaughn.

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