Song parody of
Fool's Gold
by Scott Johnson
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HOOK:
You know we want it
The whips and the chains
The Rollies and the rings
All the finer thangs
Material show the pain
Material show my pain
That’s it I had it I’m tired of livin average
Tired workin for checks and regrettin to cash it
Tired of these bastard
Get cash and then they flash it
Wastin it all on plastic or turn it into ashes
Swear they be slower than molasses
Big bro be flippin shit like he doin gymnastics
Scotty just be kickin shit daily like its gym class bitch
Every time I drop a new song that bitch a classic
Believe me I stay excellin on these instrumentals
Scott Johnson aint in ya line up that shit detrimental
It’s plain and simple I’ll set the bar and you try to top
Go ask ya favorite I guarantee he gone change topics
I make em vomit got bars sick as Ebola nigga
Rhymin like I got a chip on each shoulder nigga
It’s a cold world get out the way or ran over nigga
I’m cold hearted but my mindstate is colder nigga
HOOK:
You know we want it
The whips and the chains
The Rollies and the rings
All the finer thangs
Material show the pain
Material show my pain
We wore chains and shackles when we was slaves
Now we dip em in gold to show you we gettin paid
Material show the pain
Material show my pain
VERSE 2:
I see the vision it’s hard but I embrace it
Action come before words so I don’t say shit
Livin in this city people be automatically hatin
Yaw ain’t homies they all prayin and hopin that you don’t make it
I never get it how yaw be hatin when we the same nigga
Grew up strugglin I went through all that pain wit ya
Fuck the people impress for what they ain’t stayin wit ya
Soon as you make it they swear to got that they made it wit cha
Na homie don’t refer me you don’t really know me
N since you ridin on my dick you mind as well blow me
Why everybody be lookin at me all sympathetic yaw pathetic I’m sweatin from workin in my work ethic
No regrettin before I die ima do it all
You niggas lettin these people talk you into wall
They down to try it if people tell em money involved
I take my time cause soon it’s gone be money for all
HOOK:
You know we want it
The whips and the chains
The Rollies and the rings
All the finer thangs
Material show the pain
Material show my pain
That’s it I had it I’m tired of livin average
Tired workin for checks and regrettin to cash it
Tired of these bastard
Get cash and then they flash it
Wastin it all on plastic or turn it into ashes
Swear they be slower than molasses
Big bro be flippin shit like he doin gymnastics
Scotty just be kickin shit daily like its gym class bitch
Every time I drop a new song that bitch a classic
Believe me I stay excellin on these instrumentals
Scott Johnson aint in ya line up that shit detrimental
It’s plain and simple I’ll set the bar and you try to top
Go ask ya favorite I guarantee he gone change topics
I make em vomit got bars sick as Ebola nigga
Rhymin like I got a chip on each shoulder nigga
It’s a cold world get out the way or ran over nigga
I’m cold hearted but my mindstate is colder nigga
HOOK:
You know we want it
The whips and the chains
The Rollies and the rings
All the finer thangs
Material show the pain
Material show my pain
We wore chains and shackles when we was slaves
Now we dip em in gold to show you we gettin paid
Material show the pain
Material show my pain
VERSE 2:
I see the vision it’s hard but I embrace it
Action come before words so I don’t say shit
Livin in this city people be automatically hatin
Yaw ain’t homies they all prayin and hopin that you don’t make it
I never get it how yaw be hatin when we the same nigga
Grew up strugglin I went through all that pain wit ya
Fuck the people impress for what they ain’t stayin wit ya
Soon as you make it they swear to got that they made it wit cha
Na homie don’t refer me you don’t really know me
N since you ridin on my dick you mind as well blow me
Why everybody be lookin at me all sympathetic yaw pathetic I’m sweatin from workin in my work ethic
No regrettin before I die ima do it all
You niggas lettin these people talk you into wall
They down to try it if people tell em money involved
I take my time cause soon it’s gone be money for all
