F Bb Dm C
F Bb Dm C

[Verse 1]
F                    Bb
   Everything is gold,  everything is equal
Dm                             C
   Posted on the porch just chillin', me and my people
F                       Bb
   Eyelids closed, gold sun shines on
            Dm                     C
The world’s coated in the gold Krylon, yeah
            F                    Bb
And these days, days days, they never run away
      Dm                       C
Gold tints, shades, that block out that golden haze
               F                          Bb
Take all the gold from the pawnshop that lives behind the case
Dm                    C
   And g-g-give it away (give it away)
F                             Bb
   When gold erupted from volcanoes in the heavens
Dm                          C
   And every shrine that existed in time melted
F                     Bb
  Tombs open, Dookie Ropes on the pharaohs
      Dm                     C
When everything is gold, who cares about the carats?
F                           Bb
   They say that gold's the skin of the gods
           Dm                            C
You can’t take the band-aid when you’re gone
               F                       Bb
Now I, now I-I-I, I’ll tip over that kiosk in the mall
          Dm                C
As the sunset falls into tomorrow

[Chorus]
                          F                           Bb
Today we're feelin' like gold, five hundred thousand sold
            Dm                   C
Slick Rick Gold, rope on, hella cold
             F                       Bb
And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toes
              Dm              C
Goldschlager faded, 14 carat plated
                       F                          Bb
So we’re feelin' like gold, five hundred thousand sold
            Dm                   C
Slick Rick Gold, rope on, hella cold
                          F
Today we’re feelin' like gold
                  Bb
So fresh head to toes
              Dm              C
Goldschlager faded, 14 carat plated
                      F
So we’re feelin' like gold

[Verse 2]
                Bb 
Alright now, we open up
         Dm                       C
That car door, hop out, hope they notice us
               F                          Bb
Throughout society we been locked in that cobra clutch
      Dm                 C                   F
More gold bottles, gold bottles, never sober up
                Bb
Ditch Jesus, In Gold I Trust
         Dm                  C
I solemnly swear to wear my cross and stunt
     F                           Bb
Separate myself by stickin' out just because
               Dm                   C
That’s how you illustrate power and who you’re above
        F                         Bb
But nah, tonight we take it, take it, giving it back
      Dm                        C  
Crack open the vault, let everyone mob in the bank
      F                       Bb
Take whatever they want, we party and give thanks
          Dm                        C
I've been rockin' gold chains since P was in the tank
    F                   Bb
You only live once, you only live once
      Dm                       C
Watch Rick Ross give his Jesus piece to a bum
            F                Bb
'Cause tonight, we ball, we ball, we comin’ up
 Dm                          N.C.
Paintin' the globe gold, two steppin’ on the sun

[Chorus]
     F                           Bb
Like gold, five hundred thousand sold
           Dm                   C
Slick Rick Gold, rope on, hella cold
            F                       Bb
And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toe
             Dm              C
Goldschlager faded, 14 carat plated
                      F
So we’re feelin' like gold
 Bb     Dm     C
Oh, oh, oh, oh
                         F
Today we’re feelin' like gold
 Bb     Dm     C
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Verse 3]
N.C.
    Gold coins, gold phone, gold car
          N.C.
Costs at least 10 racks to get 16 gold bars
N.C.
Gold rush, suck on my gold dust stuntin'
   N.C.
Under these gold trunks, that’s 2 golden nugget
N.C.
Flyin' on the gold eagle, flier than the rest of ‘em
N.C.
Past the Space Needle, golden shower on pedestrians
    N.C.
"Excuse me, that’s my bad, that’s my eagle and he shouldn’t have"
   N.C.
My eagle got hair, that motherfucker got a mullet bruh
N.C.
     And it’s gold, two girls gold brass
N.C.
Loungin' on the water, feet in the gold sand
N.C.
Sippin' on Orangina, arms around them both pants
        N.C.
They’re sippin' Olde English right out of a gold can
N.C.
Two girls, gold spandex so pretty
     N.C.
That girl ain’t even gold, she just got golden girl titties
    N.C.
I’m kidding, everyone is gold in my city
          N.C.
You paint Betty White gold, even Betty White can get it
N.C.
Get it, get it, get it...

[Chorus]
                          F                          Bb
Today we're feelin' like gold, five hundred thousand sold
           Dm                   C
Slick Rick Gold, rope on, hella cold
            F                       Bb
And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toes
             Dm              C
Goldschlager faded, 14 carat plated
                      F                           Bb
So we’re feelin' like gold, five hundred thousand sold
           Dm                   C
Slick Rick Gold, rope on, hella cold
            F                       Bb
And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toes
             Dm              C
Goldschlager faded, 14 carat plated
                      F
So we’re feelin' like gold
  Bb    Dm     C
Oh, oh, oh, oh
                      F
So we’re feelin' like gold
  Bb    Dm     C
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
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