Gold Days-Mr. Probz/Action Bronson

歌手 : Mr. Probz / Action Bronson

专辑 : The Treatment

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:33

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TXT Gold Days-Mr. Probz/Action Bronson 文本歌词

Gold Days - Mr. Probz/Action Bronson

Gold days,

Give them away

The whole town was burning, burning, burning

Gold days,

Give them away

The whole town was burning, burning, burning

Riding in this hooptie with the rust stains

Trying to get a buck off of this c***e

I'm day dreaming all day, hoping that I can wake up

Lounging in my castle with the windows all draped up

And my pockets all caked up, no stress

Guess I'm gonna have to wait until I'm dead to get some rest huh

You know the mirror never lies

My girl giving me hell because I ain't hearing her cries

She call me 5 or 6 times on the phone and I ain't replied

I'm a young man with dreams, nothing in between

I told myself one day that I would understand the bigger scheme

If you come from where I came from you know what I mean

Those were them

Gold days,

Give them away

The whole town was burning, burning, burning

Gold days,

Give them away

The whole town was burning, burning, burning

Sunny weather, people with you, when it's clouds they run for cover

The one that stood beside me was my motherf**king mother

Moving on to better days, put my kids through college

Your mind is young, copping Jordans, eating chicken wings

Trophy case filled, you f**king with a winner

I'm at ... loving suckers simmer

You see my shirt it's expensive like the dinner

That's why I rock a bib motherf**ker because it's linen

I only talk about what I know and some other shit

You on some angel eyes, sneaky undercover shit

Intricate plots constructed during boredom

I'm in the streets from see them to Fordham

Peace to my family I hold you down forever

I love my children's mother even though we're not together

All I ask is honesty, ayo honestly

F**k around and we could've been a dynasty

Gold days,

Give them away

The whole town was burning, burning, burning

Gold days,

Give them away

The whole town was burning, burning, burning

Burning, burning, burning