Fool’s Gold ¡MursDay!

[Hook]
Fool's gold
Digging for soul
Cause I lost my own
And I can't get home
See I'm blinded by gold
That fool's gold
Is out of control
That fool's gold
Oh, oh, oh

[Murs]
Fool’s Gold Fe S2
I wrote this rhyme inside a test tube

[Wrekonize]
And checked through the list of stones and step stools
To climb up the ladder and batter the best crews

[Bernz]
I never gave a fuck always lit the fuse
And I customized all the shit I used
Prostitutes wait for that dude
Now won't hesitate when the stakes high noon

[Murs]
Tombstone, Holliday Doc
Fuck all these rappers with the diamonds in their watch
Hot, hot, hot, shit on beats
Throw my headphones on and rock some Mobb Deep