FOOL'S GOLD

*Flash*

Yeah

I was made in gold, fall asleep, this on my resumé
Feeling low, pop the ceiling, please don't hesitate
Peeling off, chasing racks, keep me in shape
I don't wanna wrap my mind around her every day
Any night, anyway, I'ma ride
For you love, dollar signs
Pockets swole, like a swine
Many fold, many tried, many go
I survived episodes I shouldn't have
Sell me some
Love, drugs
I can make album out of

Feet up, targeting me like a problem
Be your sovereign what you want I got
And in my hindsight all of this becoming silly
If I made a milli then my mommy made a milli

Clearly on my next step
Took me for a host, why you can be my guest
Hard to catch sunshine waiting by my desk
You want fun times, I need nothing less

I don't wanna wait too long, do I have to?
A lot of racing thoughts in my head
Messed around and played your part, send you back to him
One shot, like I never miss

How long can we dance for? I got many plans
In the eye of the storm, why are you hugging the fence?
I wish I'd have known cos my feet gripping the sand
Used to run with the crown, tell me have you seen a man down?
Picture this, I'm headed to the land now hold my breath
Every second made me stand out
Differences between you and the rest

Clearly on my next step
Took me for a host, why you can be my guest
Hard to catch sunshine waiting by my desk
You want fun times, fun time, fun time

I don't wanna wait too long, do I have to?
Racing thoughts in my head
Messed around and played your part, send you back to him
One shot, like I never miss



Credits
Writer(s): Arshia Nicholas Fattahi, Henry Lother Nichols, Timothy Aspan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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