Gold Days (feat. Action Bronson)

Mr Probz

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    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 cocaine
    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

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    Gold days
    (I could never)
    Give them away, away
    (I made sure)
    The whole town was burning, burning, burning
    (Those were them)
    Gold days
    (I could never)
    Give them away, away
    (I made sure)
    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 motherfucking mother
    Moving on to better days, put my kids through college
    Your mind is young, copping Jordans, eating chicken wings
    Trophy case filled, you fucking with a winner
    I'm at a roaring boil, other suckers simmer
    You see my shirt it's expensive like the dinner
    That's why I rock a bib motherfucker 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 Kissena out 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
    Fuck around and we could've been a dynasty

    Gold days
    (I could never)
    Give them away, away
    (I made sure)
    The whole town was burning, burning, burning
    (Those were them)
    Gold days
    (I could never)
    Give them away, away
    (I made sure)
    The whole town was burning, burning, burning

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