Gold Lyrics

Meet us in the lobby

Makin' money, its a hobby

Runway model, strip tease

Internet subscription fees

Magazine centerfold

We aint ever gettin old

Lately feels like everything I touch turns to gold

Everything I touch turns to gold

Aight

Everything I touch turns to gold

New whip, new clothes

New money, guess it shows

Keep all my options on the table

You a deal, I'mma close

If you want to make a trade

I'll show you my portfolio

Upgrade your operating system

I got all you need to know

They say I got the midas touch

Everybody talkin say I shine too much

But the drips insane and the cash dont fade

And I see ya legs shake when ya feel my touch

Ah - I made a deal with the devil

Told him if he wanna, he can get on my level

Told him if he wanna, we can share the wealth

Ya wanna get to heaven, gotta go through hell

First step, gotta get ya walk right

Left foot right foot, gotta keep the stride light

Step two, sign ya name on the line

If ya eyes don't shine, they can see through ya lies

I never ever said I'd sell away my soul

But lately feels like everything I touch turns to gold

Aight

Everything I touch turns to gold

Aight

Everything I touch turns to gold

Everything I touch turns to gold

Aight

Everything I touch turns to gold