| She don’t believe in a rainbow, but she believes in the gold
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| And she’s been selling you a dream bro, when it’s already sold
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know (I know)
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| It’s hard to believe, just take it from me, you’re dealing with fools gold
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| I ain’t saying she a gold digger
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| But baby, I ain’t no broke nigga
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| Snapchat, she always sending me the hoe filter
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| She got man coming home to no dinner
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| I’m like, babygirl a wifey ain’t all about looks
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| So you best start learning to cook
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| I don’t want a pretty face with no brains, get your head in your books
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| It’s like reality has got you all shook
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| I mean I know you can get a football nigga
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| And a shotter from whatever ends, that pulls his trigger
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| I know, but girl dream bigger
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| I ain’t tryna say I’m perfect, Lord knows I’m a sinner
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| It’s independence that makes you a winner
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| Don’t Snapchat when you in my ride, in the passenger side
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| Do it when there’s matching whips on the drive
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| Relationship goals, I ain’t got nothing to hide
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| And I can give you all I’ve got if you follow my guide
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| Or it’s gotta be bye
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| She don’t believe in a rainbow, but she believes in the gold
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| And she’s been selling you a dream bro, when it’s already sold
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
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| It’s hard to believe, just take it from me, you’re dealing with fools gold
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| You’re dealing with fools gold
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| You’re dealing with fools gold
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| Don’t be gassed up 'cause you’re DMs popping
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| Boys are dogs, they’re just sket hopping
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| But you don’t want a good guy, you just want a guy that gets gwop in
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| So he can buy you bags of red bottoms
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| So you can stunt on other girls and you can stunt on your 'Gram
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| You ain’t got no ambition, you just depend on a man
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| Yeah you get a little dough but you ain’t helping your fam
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| And promoting T on Insta' ain’t no career plan
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| I’m just saying, I’m just saying
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| How many times you told that nigga you paying?
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| How many times you found a nigga that’s playing?
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| Let it burn, ain’t you heard 'confessions' by Usher Raymond
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| It’s about time you get your change on
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| It feels good when the pain’s gone
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| You ask me how I know all of this?
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| Well I’m the guy I’m telling you to stay away from
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| She don’t believe in a rainbow, but she believes in the gold
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| And she’s been selling you a dream bro, when it’s already sold
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| I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
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| It’s hard to believe, just take it from me, you’re dealing with fools gold
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| You’re dealing with fools gold
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| You’re dealing with fools gold
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| Yungen
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| You’ve gotta catch them before they catch you |