REX World - Made of Gold [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Ricky Storm]
As life goes on my heart gets cold
My heart gets cold
My heart gets cold
But real niggas made of gold
Real niggas made of gold
Real niggas made of gold
We can't be broke (x2)

[Verse 1: Anton Lovely]
Little boy black
On the verge of suicide
And his momma crying
Baby girl riding
The dramas coming from that little black book
Hiding in that black bag
Residing from that little black school
More stacks on his mind
No money, no grind
To provide for baby girl
The route of a crazy world
But, shawty didn't care
If the thought came
To run up in the bank
With two thangs on my waist
Shawtys there, She said
"Don't go you're made of gold
And hey, good things come to good people that wait
And if they have to say they real niggas they fake
And Titty Boi didn't become 2 Chainz in a day
Pumpkin, baby, just stay with me
Why don't you think about your future kids and family"
And I said
"Baby girl you know you're the hottest
I ain't shovelling no snow but you gon' get that Benzo"

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ricky Storm]
Drink away my sins
Smoke away my sorrows
Now i'm living life like there ain't no tomorrow
All of these visions in my dreams
Million dollar schemes
Palm trees, California breeze
Swear that's all that a nigga need
She's been looking for a papi
But I ain't around
I've been out of town
Gave that bitch a poppy, remember me now
Shit is too real
She in hell, and I can tell
In my doorbell
We ain't talking, she just taking off my belt
It's alright now
It's okay
But these 2 lives will never ever mix, theres no way
Road to riches
No bitches
Less im running with Mary-Jane
She's the only one that I could never hit to ease the pain
That's how it is, thats how it is
No regrets about how I live
All of these cups up in the air
All of these blunts straight to my head
And it's back to me again
Cold as fuck
Niggas out here already know whats up
Cause we're coming for their heads
And its time to duck
Lifes all hard work, no such thing as luck
We go!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Jimy Powers]
It's dark!
We live this by the double, wheres the arc?
Just a soulless individual who's visuals are scarred
Who's coming up from no-thing
Give that a ring
Made of gold
His effervescent soul & forever stretching goals
Jacos raw
New name same facade
It moves through his veins
Pharaoh blood, the moon set among us
& watch the sun come, it's done ta-da!
Bright skies light it up, it's all brava
We're all in the sphere
People often appear
Who give me off putting stares
His fucks are awfully shared!
He's getting cooler & colder it's like a cooler in here
Just might get frieza'd in gold & go Han Solo next year
& She knows
He's C3PO
This C4 we blow
Around weak people, in his mind he's hearing:
"You go! He cold! Heart froze! I'm gold!"
Jaco see's goals in pure form his dreams will unfold
I'm cold!