Fool’s Gold - Intellectual

[Pre-Chorus]

You got what I would die for

Got me feelin' like I just hit the lotto

This feelin' like Summertime Chicago

Got me feelin' like I'm about to go crazy

No one wants to die alone

But everybody's livin' through an iPhone

World's cold, I can see that through a blindfold

[Chorus]

Got me feelin' like I'm bout to go crazy

[Verse 1]

Yeah, ay

Yeah, okay

I wonder if it's real, but really who knows

I'm tryin' hard not to fall for some fool's gold

I'ma need it all, double back, get it two-fold

If I play my cards right, you might hear the stories told

I wonder if it's real, but really who knows

But I'll be at peace whichever way it goes

I was never good at lyin', I just let the truth show

Even though we grew apart, yeah

I still kept you close in my heart, cuz

[Pre-Chorus]

You got what I would die for

Got me feelin' like I just hit the lotto

This feelin' like Summertime Chicago

Got me feelin' like I'm bout to go crazy

No one wants to die alone

But everybody's livin' through an iPhone

The world's cold, I can see that through a blindfold

[Chorus]

Got me feelin' like I'm bout to go crazy

[Verse 2]

Yeah

I think I'm gettin' in my element

Just stay consistent on this money-makin' regiment

I've been tryin' to get places that we never been

I kept my faith even though it wasn't evident

The devil in the red dress lookin' elegant

But I dodge all the pitfalls, I'm too intelligent

I'm too focused to be worried, that's irrelevant

I had to edit out whatever's to my detriment

[Pre-Chorus]

Cuz you got what I would die for

Got me feelin' like I just hit the lotto

This feelin' like Summertime Chicago

Got me feelin' like I'm bout to go crazy

No one wants to die alone

But everybody's livin' through an iPhone

The world's cold, I can see that through a blindfold

Got me feelin' like I'm bout to go