Gold For The Price of Silver Mid-R-Kay (Ft. Kings of Convenience)

[Verse 1: Mid R Kay]
Okay just listen to me
I didn't plan this though I'm wishing I did
Some things get to me like the fact I ain't rich
Life's a bitch rather her than me dead
Nonetheless I'ma light this finesse
I smoke a lot I think it needs to be said
You probably wouldn't have guessed
I digress I'm a mess
What's your name I expect you ain't comfortable yet
That's aight call me man
Call me glad we just met
Call me anytime I'll answer for you
All in all I'm attracted to you
Past her I get to passive [?]
Look so beautiful you also suitable true
This ain't my usual style
But I don't care right now
Yeah I'ma stare right now
Eye contact is intact
My contact you should have
Just call me when you're feeling down
[?] smoke one together, how that sound
Sound

[Hook: Kings of Convenience]
If it takes control
Of your body and soul
Embrace it
If it makes you cry
Or leave you wondering why
Don't turn around, face it
But do turn cold if it promised you gold for the price of silver
If it's chemically made by people you hate
Pinch your arm, see if you're still there