Testo Gold [feat. Vic Mensa & Kami De Chuckwu] - Sir Sly feat. Vic Mensa & Kami De Chuckwu
Testo della canzone Gold [feat. Vic Mensa & Kami De Chuckwu] (Sir Sly feat. Vic Mensa & Kami De Chuckwu), tratta dall'album Gold (Remixes) - Single
Chasing down the devil, devil
Chasing down the, chasing down the yellow, yellow
Chasing down the gods and I hope you find
I hope you find your dream
Chasing down the devil, devil
Chasing down the, chasing down the devil, devil
Chasing down the gods and I hope you find
I hope you find your dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
And I hope you find
I hope you find your dream, dream, dream
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Twice in a lifetime, mouth made of metal and gold
Ice and the light shine bright to the bezel and folds
Blow the roof off the coupe, pull the curtain back and turn that same
Blood in my veins, still red as a rose
Spent it all on a carpet, slippin' on my blue suede shoes
When I pass, put a Jesus piece on my carcass
And a couple karats cast on a car to carry my coffin to the mausoleum
Trapped out the crib like Macaulay Culkin
There's gold on the ceiling
They wanna get my
Mother Mary, would you move a rock to make it pack a bag a brick
To build a bridge that's big enough to never get back home
Now you're gone, now you're gone, now you're gone
Whole world tryna pull gold down from the throne
But we just tryna get paid when you turn the radio on, Mensa
And what did you say back to me?
Dreaming of Maybach cruising
Maybe talking crazy but I want it
A hundred thousand ways of choosing
Who the hell is out and who's in
Trouble, maybe I'm too subtle
Mouth is made of metal, metal, metal
Pocket full of yellow, yellow
Pocket full of gold and I hope you find
I hope you find your dream
And darling never settle, settle, settle
Chasing down the devil, devil
Chasing down the gods and I hope you find
I hope you find your dream, dream, dream
It could never be real as magic
My daddy used to have that candy Caddy
I used to like the one with tinted windows
With the inches on the wheels, the gear shift all bias automatic
Beating up myself with all them hits, I could've been rope
Run that race through land, ran into a couple friends
Roller coaster, they'll drop ya
Probably when you least expect it, saddest
Falling lowly landed softly on a plateau
Poor me, pour me, I should pour me up some Chateau
Tell Jeffery to bless me, this is a toast
And I'm burning a couple bread loaves
I just got back, pass me a pack of them rellos
Scent them candles like the wax in, we could burn up a meadow
If nothing was the same then you would never make no difference
The diamonds from the rough will rush you for your diamond necklace
Watch them corners, boy you trippin'
Looking backwards, you could stumble
Get back up, but fade to black, I promise, finish first position
It's a push and a pull, it's a rise and a fall
I don't owe you a single thing, I don't owe you anything
It's a push and a pull, it's the big and the small
I don't owe you a single thing, I don't owe you anything
It's a push and a pull, it's a rise and a fall
I don't owe you a single thing, I don't owe you anything
It's a push and a pull, it's the big and the small
I don't owe you a single thing, I don't owe you anything
Credits
Writer(s): Landon Jacob Maslyn, Jason Alexander Suwito, Hayden John Coplen
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