Colin Pinard - FOOLS GOLD (feat. NoBias)

Yeah, yeah
Middle winter in a beater smoking cigarette
Buzzing off the yak
Thinking bout my life, am I living yet?
I go back inside
Pour me up another sip
My brain thinks it's a stimulus to my heart call the ambulance
Gave me ambien it felt good for a minute but I'm dozing off the median
Please emergency, Jesus take the wheel from me
Blood on polo tee, could be tragedy
I remember that December thank god for that tree, yes lord
I see loss of life for it could be me
Guilty plea, on my knees
My new remedy, please don't pull that shit for me
iPhone sex and herbal tea, I turned off my TV screen
Everything that shine will beam
Momentary satisfaction only carries fast reactions
Tell the truth and shamed our message
Shorty thick like black molasses
But it's fake that bitch is plastic
I know that it felt fantastic

NoBias
This is the concept
Leave it up to us
Take the high road, you already know
CP running through this shit,
Hold up

Feel my mind going down slow
Loud thoughts quiet with a toe
Go away and take it fools gold
Couldn't tell ya what a fool knows
I just left guinness funeral
Paid for the casket on the low
Bought some discipline in shanghai
Back to give some to your folks
I ain't worried bout a damn thing
Know a law got me like a fresh fade
What's the best day in next way to fuck up something
Make a mess A, like you want quest to go catch fade
You should take notes, write a essay
As I segway to a new faze with a new lay in my new place
I ain't worried bout a damn thing
Know a law got me like a fresh fade
What's the best day in next way to fuck up something
Make a mess A, like you want quest to go catch fade
You should take notes, write a essay
As I segway to a new faze with a new lay in my new place

Written by:
Colin Pinard, Javier Guerrero

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