Everything is gold, everything is equal
    Posted on the porch just chillin’, me and my people
    Eyelids closed, gold sun shines on
    The world’s coated in the gold Krylon
    Yea, and these days days days
    They never run away
    Gold tints, shades, that block out that golden haze
    Take all the gold from the pawnshop that lives behind the case
    And get to give it away
    My gold erupted from volcanoes in the heavens
    And every shrine that existed in time melting
    Tombs open, Dookie Ropes on the bells
    When everything is gold, who cares about the carats?
    They say that gold’s the skin of the gods
    You can’t take the band there when you’re gone
    Now I’ll tip over that kiosk in the mall
    As the sunset falls into tomorrow

    Today we’re feeling like gold, five hundred thousand sold
    Slick Rick Gold, Rope On, hella cold
    And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toes
    Goldschläger faded, 14 carat plated
    So we’re feeling like gold

    Five hundred thousand sold
    Slick rick gold, Rope On, hella cold
    Yea we’re feeling like gold
    So fresh head to toes
    Goldschläger faded, 14 carat plated
    So we’re feeling like gold

    Alright now we open up that car door
    Hop out, hope they notice us
    Throughout society we been locked in that cobra clutch
    More gold bottles, gold bottles, never sober up
    Ditch Jesus, In Gold I Trust
    I solemnly swear to wear my cross and stunt
    Separate myself by sticking out just because
    That’s how you illustrate power and who you’re above
    But nah, tonight we take it, take it, giving it back
    Crack open the vault, let everyone mob in the bank
    Take whatever they want, we party and give thanks
    I’ve been rocking gold chains since pee was in the tank
    You only live once, you only live once
    Watch Rick Ross give his Jesus piece to a bum
    Cause tonight we ball, we ball, we comin’ up
    Paintin’ the globe gold, two steppin’ on the sun

    Like gold, five hundred thousand sold
    Slick Rick Gold, Rope On, hella cold
    And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toe
    Goldschläger faded, 14 carat plated
    So we’re feeling like gold

    Oh oh oh oh oh
    Today we’re feeling like gold
    Oh oh oh oh oh

    Gold coins, gold phone, gold car
    Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 gold bars
    Gold rush, suck on my gold dust stunting
    Under these gold trunks, that’s two golden nugget, uh
    Flyin’ on the gold eagle, flier than the rest of ‘em
    Pass the space needle, golden shower on pedestrians
    Excuse me, that’s my bad, that’s my eagle and he shouldn’t of
    My eagle got hair, that motherfucker got a mullet bruh
    And it’s gold, two girls gold brass
    Lounging on the water, feet in the gold sand
    Sipping on Orangina, arms around them both pants
    They’re sipping Olde English right out of a gold can
    Two girls, gold spandex so pretty
    That girl ain’t even gold, she just got golden girl titties
    I’m kidding, everyone is gold in my city
    You paint Betty White gold, even Betty White can get it
    Get it get it get it.

    Today we’re feeling like gold, five hundred thousand sold
    Slick Rick Gold, Rope On, hella cold
    And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toes
    Goldschläger faded, 14 carat plated
    So we’re feeling like gold

    Today we’re feeling like gold, five hundred thousand sold
    Slick Rick Gold, Rope On, hella cold
    And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toes
    Goldschläger faded, 14 carat plated
    So we’re feeling like gold

    Oh oh oh oh oh
    So we’re feeling like gold
    Oh oh oh oh oh
    Oh oh oh oh oh
    Oh oh oh oh oh
    Oh oh oh oh oh
    Oh oh oh oh oh

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