Rollin’ In Gold - Feito Por Ia
Composição: Julio Binha.
Ooooh, rollin’ in gold, livin’ high, touch the sky,
Diamonds flash, bottles pop, we don’t ever say goodbye.
Ooooh, in the night, where the stars ignite,
We chase the thrill, live the life, till the mornin’ light.
Yo, I’m rollin’ in a Bentley, paint drippin’ like it’s gold,
Leather seats, bad queens, stories never told.
Got a bottle of that Henny, sippin’ slow, feelin’ bold,
Cigar smoke in the air, let the good times unfold.
Diamonds on my wrist, yeah, they glisten in the dark,
Every move a masterpiece, I’m paintin’ with a spark.
Got a dime on my left, another queen on my right,
They vibin’ to the rhythm of the city in the night.
Weed clouds in the whip, yeah, we floatin’ to the stars,
Engines roar, life’s a blur, dodgin’ all the scars.
From the block to the penthouse, I’m livin’ with no chains,
Poppin’ bottles, chasin’ thrills, let it pour like rain.
Ooooh, rollin’ in gold, livin’ high, touch the sky,
Diamonds flash, bottles pop, we don’t ever say goodbye.
Ooooh, in the night, where the stars ignite,
We chase the thrill, live the life, till the mornin’ light.
Pull up in a ‘Rari, engine growlin’ like a beast,
Gold chains swingin’ heavy, I’m a king at the feast.
Got the party in my veins, yeah, the liquor’s my muse,
Roll a blunt, spark it up, let the vibe cut loose.
Shorty in the red dress, movin’ like a dream,
Eyes like fire, got me caught in her scheme.
We poppin’ champagne, let it bubble, let it spill,
Every night’s a movie, every moment’s a thrill.
From the trap to the top, I’m rewritin’ the code,
Money stackin’ to the ceiling, watch my empire grow.
Cruisin’ through the city, neon lights in my soul,
Live fast, love hard, that’s the only oath I know.
Ooooh, rollin’ in gold, livin’ high, touch the sky,
Diamonds flash, bottles pop, we don’t ever say goodbye.
Ooooh, in the night, where the stars ignite,
We chase the thrill, live the life, till the mornin’ light.
Yo, the high don’t last, but I’m ridin’ till it fades,
Chasin’ shadows in the smoke, dodgin’ life’s charades.
Every bottle that I pop, every girl in my ride,
Hides the hunger in my heart, but I’m keepin’ it alive.
This life’s a gamble, roll the dice, let it spin,
Gold wheels keep turnin’, but the devil’s in the grin.
So I raise another glass, let the liquor drown the pain,
In this game of gold and glory, I’m the king of the flame.
Back in the whip, got the chrome on the rims,
City lights reflectin’ off the ice in my gems.
Got a stash in the back, yeah, the green’s my escape,
Every puff’s a reminder I’m controllin’ my fate.
Bad ones in the club, movin’ like they own the night,
Silk dresses, high heels, yeah, they spark in the light.
I’m a poet of the streets, paintin’ life with my pen,
Every dollar, every dream, I’ma stack it till the end.
From the hustle to the throne, I’ve been grindin’ for the crown,
Every scar’s a story, every fall builds the sound.
So I’m ridin’ through the city, let the bassline explode,
In this life of gold and sin, I’m the king of the road.
Ooooh, rollin’ in gold, livin’ high, touch the sky,
Diamonds flash, bottles pop, we don’t ever say goodbye.
Ooooh, in the night, where the stars ignite,
We chase the thrill, live the life, till the mornin’ light.
Ooooh, rollin’ in gold, where the dreams don’t fade,
In the night, we shine, till the light invades.
Ooooh, bottles high, let the stars align,
We live forever in the glow of the gold divine.