Oliver Francis - Nothing Gold Can Stay lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - Nothing Gold Can Stay lyrics]
They say that all I rap about
Is Bathing Ape and smoking weed
But last year, man
That shit was just a dream for me
And all these rappers act like this
Just don't mean shit to me
But understand that I appreciate
What I achieve
Headed to the coast, I propose a toast
Got gorillas on my coat
Just might pull up in the ghost
With them butterfly doors going way up
Asking 'bout a feature, little boy
You better pay up
Straight up
No, I ain't look up to nobody
I ain't in the club
'cause I'm a home-body
Ooh
I'm just smokin', watching Netflix
Go get you some money, boy, stop
Crying 'bout your ex-bitch, ooh
Yah
And if it's meant to be then let it happen
Ayy
Diamonds on me dancing
Yeah I feel like Michael Jackson
If you headed home from work
Stuck in five o'clock traffic
Just remember, I'm the proof that if you
Want it, you can have it
Ayy
And they say, "Oli, you deserve it."
I crack that Cigarillo then I'm
Rollin' up that purple
They sleepin' on your boy
I think they sippin' too much syrup
While you was getting faded
Homie I was out here working, yah, yah, yah
'Cause thing's 'gon change
And nothing gold can stay
I'm back to my old ways
That's Henny with Bombay
You know it, I'm always
'Gon be here for my mates
Tomorrow's another day
So tonight we 'gon celebrate
There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present, nor for the future
There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present, nor for the future
Is Bathing Ape and smoking weed
But last year, man
That shit was just a dream for me
And all these rappers act like this
Just don't mean shit to me
But understand that I appreciate
What I achieve
Headed to the coast, I propose a toast
Got gorillas on my coat
Just might pull up in the ghost
With them butterfly doors going way up
Asking 'bout a feature, little boy
You better pay up
Straight up
No, I ain't look up to nobody
I ain't in the club
'cause I'm a home-body
Ooh
I'm just smokin', watching Netflix
Go get you some money, boy, stop
Crying 'bout your ex-bitch, ooh
Yah
And if it's meant to be then let it happen
Ayy
Diamonds on me dancing
Yeah I feel like Michael Jackson
If you headed home from work
Stuck in five o'clock traffic
Just remember, I'm the proof that if you
Want it, you can have it
Ayy
And they say, "Oli, you deserve it."
I crack that Cigarillo then I'm
Rollin' up that purple
They sleepin' on your boy
I think they sippin' too much syrup
While you was getting faded
Homie I was out here working, yah, yah, yah
'Cause thing's 'gon change
And nothing gold can stay
I'm back to my old ways
That's Henny with Bombay
You know it, I'm always
'Gon be here for my mates
Tomorrow's another day
So tonight we 'gon celebrate
There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present, nor for the future
There are no guarantees in life
Not for the present, nor for the future