Gold Ring

Plain gold ring on his finger, he wore
On his hand was a plain gold ring
Ring
To mend
Mend

Give me a slice of mind (fuck)
Give me the damn whole pie (fuck)
I need that piece of mind
I need that, I need that cool side of the pillow deep sleep type of life
Y'all keep on sleeping, but I'm woke (I'm woke)
Y'all keep on spending, now ya broke
I keep on stacking all my paper, loving all my haters
See you in the future prognosticator

You're a flashlight cop
You got the outfit but no power
Looking like the real thing but no firepower
You can't do a damn thing to stop me
You can't do a damn thing to stop me
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

You can't take my future, it was written
And you can't take my power, I've been given
Tattoo on my heart, it's official
I'm married to the music
Plain gold ring
Plain gold ring

Ooh, now we're cooking with fresh grease
Everywhere popping and popping so stand back please
I'm the sun, you can't shade me (nah)
You're my son, don't try to play me
Running high track, super unleaded
Tricks up my sleeve, inspector gadget
No man a testing me (oh na na na)
No man fi play with me (na na na na)

You're a flashlight cop
You got the outfit but no power
Looking like the real thing but no firepower
You can't do a damn thing to stop me
You can't do a damn thing to stop me
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

You can't take my figure, it was written
And you can't take my power, I've been given
Tattoo on my heart, it's official
I'm married to the music
Plain gold ring
Plain gold ring

(To mend)
(Mend)



Credits
Writer(s): Keir Lamont Gist, Terence L. Abney, Marcella Brailsford, Eric Hall, Keresse Burton Dorcely
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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