Gold Ivory by B-Role Lyrics
Gold & Ivory
[Hook: Smoking Section]
Gold and Ivory replacing poverty
Gold and Ivory for all the world to see
[Chorus: Kimball Roberts & Chris Jones]
If you keep crying on me
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
Why are you lying to me
Girl girl girl girl
If you keep crying on me
(keep crying)
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
(let me in)
Why are you lying to me
(if they win)
Girl girl girl girl
(you're lying)
[Verse 1: Smoking Section]
I've got gold on my teeth, ivory on my feet
But I cannot afford this so I hit another street
Like run that shit, run that shit, run
Bag that shit, bag that shit, son
I want gold on my casket, ivory in my ashes
So I've been making classics, and I'll drop it like it's acid
Like drop that shit, drop that shit, done
Pop that shit, pop that shit, stunt
[Chorus: Kimball Roberts & Chris Jones]
If you keep crying on me
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
Why are you lying to me
Girl girl girl girl
If you keep crying on me
(keep crying)
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
(let me in)
Why are you lying to me
(if they win)
Girl girl girl girl
(you're lying)
[Hook: Smoking Section]
Gold and Ivory replacing poverty
Gold and Ivory for all the world to see
[Bridge: Smoking Section, Kimball Roberts, & Chris Jones]
Run that shit, Run that shit, Run
Run that shit, Run that shit, Run
Don't open her
Don't open her
Don't open her
Don't, Don't
[Verse 2: Kimball Roberts, & Chris Jones]
Don't stare into the sun
(Now is all we have)
Don't look into the sky
(Is that hand for me?)
My son, don't open your eyes
(Sweltering in this winter heat)
You can see from just the glare
[Chorus: Kimball Roberts & Chris Jones]
If you keep crying on me
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
Why are you lying to me
Girl girl girl girl
If you keep crying on me
(keep crying)
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
(let me in)
Why are you lying to me
(if they win)
Girl girl girl girl
(you're lying)
[Hook: Smoking Section]
Gold and Ivory replacing poverty
Gold and Ivory for all the world to see
[Chorus: Kimball Roberts & Chris Jones]
If you keep crying on me
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
Why are you lying to me
Girl girl girl girl
If you keep crying on me
(keep crying)
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
(let me in)
Why are you lying to me
(if they win)
Girl girl girl girl
(you're lying)
[Verse 1: Smoking Section]
I've got gold on my teeth, ivory on my feet
But I cannot afford this so I hit another street
Like run that shit, run that shit, run
Bag that shit, bag that shit, son
I want gold on my casket, ivory in my ashes
So I've been making classics, and I'll drop it like it's acid
Like drop that shit, drop that shit, done
Pop that shit, pop that shit, stunt
[Chorus: Kimball Roberts & Chris Jones]
If you keep crying on me
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
Why are you lying to me
Girl girl girl girl
If you keep crying on me
(keep crying)
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
(let me in)
Why are you lying to me
(if they win)
Girl girl girl girl
(you're lying)
[Hook: Smoking Section]
Gold and Ivory replacing poverty
Gold and Ivory for all the world to see
[Bridge: Smoking Section, Kimball Roberts, & Chris Jones]
Run that shit, Run that shit, Run
Run that shit, Run that shit, Run
Don't open her
Don't open her
Don't open her
Don't, Don't
[Verse 2: Kimball Roberts, & Chris Jones]
Don't stare into the sun
(Now is all we have)
Don't look into the sky
(Is that hand for me?)
My son, don't open your eyes
(Sweltering in this winter heat)
You can see from just the glare
[Chorus: Kimball Roberts & Chris Jones]
If you keep crying on me
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
Why are you lying to me
Girl girl girl girl
If you keep crying on me
(keep crying)
Then they'll put handcuffs on me
(let me in)
Why are you lying to me
(if they win)
Girl girl girl girl
(you're lying)