Fools gold Pt. 2 ft. Big Mack Lyrics

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Watch me start trends when I wear it they go copy me

I took that shawty shopping I'm addicted to her body it's a problem

Least I'm honest with myself

I found my pocket like a dollar or a lighter

Been on fire for a while now

Not used to having issues cause I learned to work my problems out

Looking for perspective take a setback on my Harden now

I've always gone way harder prolly get that from my father

I'm my fathers child

I'll need it where I started now

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Sometimes I get faded hoping problems gonna fade away

Think them good thoughts and watch results as they disseminate

Capping in my rap before I say some shit incriminating

When I write a song I'm not crafting

Bitch I'm innovating

I ain't never satisfied I need a little more

I thought I broke the mold but you know how that go

I was thumbing through some racks you don't know how that go

Swear we going any means know the team go blow

If the police wanna talk I tell em I don't know

Swear they see me popping off and turning to my clones

Think he something that he not he capping for the hoes

Yeah Fooly check him out he rocking fools gold

Sometimes I get faded hoping problems gonna fade away

Think them good thoughts and watch results as they disseminate

Capping in my rap before I say some shit incriminating

When I write a song I'm not crafting

Bitch I'm innovating

Got this gold chain on me at all times

My day one homie

Get so blinding it can kill you with light

Call it the shinning

Must remind you what I say and I write is only perspective

14k in my neck is nothing short of legendary

Truth is my message

I got jewels in my roots it's hereditary

Rules still in place that ain't necessary

Cops carry tools and they shoot without double checking who or the rule broken

End up on the news

It's a lose lose for whom

They box us into February

Fools gold on you I think you turning blue

We all walking on this world until they throw us off

And maybe one of these days I'll never wake and gotta restart

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah

Make sure that there's ice on my tombstone

Fools gold on your neck I think it's turning blue woah