Fools Gold (feat. Sho Baraka And Swoope)

You need something real, baby that ain't never gon last

That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash

And I - I know it look nice, I know it look nice

But that's a rip off for that price

That ain't treasure that's trash 'cause it ain't never gon last

You spend your time tryna get your claws on

That stuff when we get to heaven we gon walk on

A problem baby our heart is never satisfied

Clothed to righteousness and still have a naked eye

I struggle my heart always wants more

The only Christ they see on me is Christian Dior

I was a slave to fashion, see my chains

Ralph Lauren and Ed Hardy were my masters' names

Washed by the Father stay clean

I can still be tight without the skinny jeans

I got eternal swag that's the new fashion

I see clearly now through my Son-glasses

I know some sisters who stay shining

You can ask pearl or ask diamond

The real treasure I'm filled with

I know it's deep I hope you can dig this

You need something real baby that ain't never gon last

That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash

And I - I know it look nice I know it look nice

But that's a rip off for that price

That ain't treasure that's trash cause it ain't never gon last

You say it's Louis on my two feet

It's ooh ee when I'm through the streets

The cuties say "cute sneaks" and them shoes sweet when the dudes speak

Nothing under a hundred stutting on 'em mean nothing

I'm frontin' but oh they love it

I'm ahead of my class and passing

Got a passion for flashing satisfactions and fashion

Yeah homie I'm a tag popper

Makin' you sick call a swag doctor

These threads is concealing my flaws

For I am fulfilled by applause

I guess pride is my idol now

What Imma do when these items go out of style?

This ain't treasure it's trash

I know this pleasure won't last

I need that real

You need something real baby that ain't never gon last

That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash

And I - I know it look nice I know it look nice

But that's a rip off for that price

That ain't treasure that's trash cause it ain't never gon

I know it looks nice but that won't last

I can't front I like nice kicks and new clothes

I like givin' old school records new flows

I like money that I make when I do shows

But when I abuse those they fool's gold

Now now let me tell you what I mean

I could make something good a God thing

Turn all my wants into needs

Holdin' on to perishing means as supreme

It seems, people want pleasure for a season

Instead of seeking the God who's eternally pleasing

For some reason I thought that I wouldn't be lonely

If I had women all on me

I couldn't buy joy with the paper

My good deeds never bought God's favor

Find my currency faulty

I'm so glad that the Christ came and bought me

Livin' that

You need something real baby that ain't never gon last

That's just fool's gold that ain't treasure that's trash

And I - I know it look nice I know it look nice

But that's a rip off for that price

That ain't treasure that's trash cause it ain't never gon last

I know it looks nice but that won't last