Hook:

I trade my soul I got a pot of Gold

In this I know I'm not alone

And you can lose your life if you don't let it go

A fuck a mansion give me a happy home

Bridge:

I don't see nobody else on my road

Ain't too many that's running in my lane

I'ma give it everything in my soul till the only thing holding

Me down is this chain

Verse 1:

It's my insecurities that made me fall in love with gold

And this degree of filigree

Will warm me till I'm old

Forty-piece of silver

Jesus piece all silver

Sold

My indulgence for indulging in things some would call a sin

I grew up with baggage

Now I carry luggage on the road

No, settle down

I use my hips like Mic

Was bred a Rolling Stone

Lesson learned or die from this behaviour

I pray to the saviour

Hook:

I trade my soul I got a pot of Gold

In this I know I'm not alone

And you can lose your life if you don't let it go

A fuck a mansion give me a happy home

Verse 2

Simple sacrifices

Lose your vices or your friends

Then mitigate your loses

With Voss, watches and silver framed lenses

"Plomo o Plata"

Oh what a platter set

Take a bite of the apple or the cake

Wait

Weighted soul against

Fold and fold and fold

And it's my choice I'm told

Bridge:

I don't see nobody else on my road

Ain't too many that's running in my lane

I'ma give it everything in my soul till the only thing holding

Me down is this chain