B.o.B - Fools gold lyrics
[B.o.B - Fools gold lyrics]
First they dropped Covid
Then they dropped Kobe
Ever lost a loved one? I send my condolence
Curve won’t flatten, it got osteoporosis
I see the thru the bogus, then I roll a
(Then I roll a)
Roll a stogie, tighter than ya Clothes is
All I see is red flags, I feel like a postman
All the right actors in all the right poses
If I ask for hookah
Tell me where the hoes is
They told me I grow up being entrepreneur hey
Who woulda thought that meant sitting
In front of computers hey
I’m bout my bread and my
Cheese like a charcuterie tray
Came from the future, should've
Been born sooner, ah
Stay inside where it’s safe
(Return to your homes)
In the hood niggas die every whichaway
They just tell when to come when to stay
Ya dirty ass shudda washed ya hands anyway
Wife the bitch that y'all thought that
I was gonna fuck over anyway
And she still fuck you anyway
(Apologies there appears to
Be data corruption)
Fools, foolish, foolio
Is it sacred geometry, or is it computer code
Either ya own master or slave
To this future hope
Is really progress or slavery 20?
Ice wall cube to keep the computer cool
Processors over heated had to stop
Do a full reboot
Technology do the same thing your body do
They drop some VR goggles
Motherfuckers like O-o-o ooo
Stay inside where it’s safe
In the hood niggas die every whichaway
They just tell when to come when to stay
Ya dirty ass should've washed ya hands anyway
Then they dropped Kobe
Ever lost a loved one? I send my condolence
Curve won’t flatten, it got osteoporosis
I see the thru the bogus, then I roll a
(Then I roll a)
Roll a stogie, tighter than ya Clothes is
All I see is red flags, I feel like a postman
All the right actors in all the right poses
If I ask for hookah
Tell me where the hoes is
They told me I grow up being entrepreneur hey
Who woulda thought that meant sitting
In front of computers hey
I’m bout my bread and my
Cheese like a charcuterie tray
Came from the future, should've
Been born sooner, ah
Stay inside where it’s safe
(Return to your homes)
In the hood niggas die every whichaway
They just tell when to come when to stay
Ya dirty ass shudda washed ya hands anyway
Wife the bitch that y'all thought that
I was gonna fuck over anyway
And she still fuck you anyway
(Apologies there appears to
Be data corruption)
Fools, foolish, foolio
Is it sacred geometry, or is it computer code
Either ya own master or slave
To this future hope
Is really progress or slavery 20?
Ice wall cube to keep the computer cool
Processors over heated had to stop
Do a full reboot
Technology do the same thing your body do
They drop some VR goggles
Motherfuckers like O-o-o ooo
Stay inside where it’s safe
In the hood niggas die every whichaway
They just tell when to come when to stay
Ya dirty ass should've washed ya hands anyway