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Nova Rockafeller

Made In Gold

 

Made In Gold


Hi, my name is Nova
And I think I made it
This goes out to my ex-boyfriends
Hope you really hate it
I fucking starved to get here
Fought, gave so much heart, I'm heartless
I need the gold to fill the empty places
There was darkness
I don't sign with devils
Steal my soul to make their millions
You think you something you ain't shit but money and opinions
I was black inside it turned to diamonds under pressure, pressure
That's exactly why I build castles from gold statues and gold records, 'cause

If money make you rich
Then money make you famous
You call me a bitch
But that's just 'cause you hate this
I'll be in the ditch
I've been through the ringer
But I'll be standing at the top
Waving my middle finger, saying

Can't stop
Won't stop
I get it on my own
Take this, fake shit
And turn it into gold
Can't stop
Won't stop
I want it made in gold (oo-oo-ooh)
I want it made in gold (oo-oo-ooh)

Mr. Dentist, can you get me fancy gold teeth?
Yeah, I got some cavities 'cause shit I say is so sweet
First word was bird my second third oh pretty, pretty
Rappers on and on by twenty inch rims
How much would it be for fifty?
I'm about to explode
Who's Dr. Dre, does he know how to do stitches?
Is it toxic if I cover myself in the color of the riches?
I can paint all my assistants
Hey, hey, hey, excuse me?
I brought you my heart can you please just melt it down to jewelry, because

If money make you rich
Then money make you famous
You call me a bitch
But that's just 'cause you hate this
I'll be in the ditch
I've been through the ringer
But I'll be standing at the top
Waving my middle finger, saying

Can't stop
Won't stop
I get it on my own
Take this, fake shit
And turn it into gold
Can't stop
Won't stop
I want it made in gold (oo-oo-ooh)
I want it made in gold (oo-oo-ooh)
Can't stop
Won't stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)
Can't stop
Won't stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)

Could hop the bus and hit the town
And rock another stage
Crash another couch
And hope the asshole fucking paid
Buy a one way ticket see that when I was afraid
I deserve this shit for all the sacrifice I made

If money make you rich
Then money make you famous
You call me a bitch
But that's just 'cause you hate this
I'll be in the ditch
I've been through the ringer
But I'll be standing at the top
Waving my middle finger, saying

Can't stop
Won't stop
I get it on my own
Take this, fake shit
And turn it into gold
Can't stop
Won't stop
I want it made in gold (oo-oo-ooh)
I want it made in gold (oo-oo-ooh)

Can't stop
Won't stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)
Can't stop
Won't stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)
Can't stop (oo-oo-ooh)
Won't stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)
Can't stop (oo-oo-ooh)
Won't stop (stop, stop)
M-m-m-made in gold

done

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