Rocket - Gold Plated (Remix) lyrics

[Bridge: Fabian Secon] Gold, gold, gold Gold plated Gold, gold, gold Gold plated [Verse 1: Rocket] Yo, they ain't real, dem are gold-plated Act too fake and we don't rate it Born and raised in the London cold I'm too young, that bullsh**'s old Look, don't know what you've been told Nah, don't know what you've been told Tell that ting bring back my receipt Cuh I don't know what dreams you thought you sold That's a big no-no Gold-plated, that's a no-go Yeah, that got swerved Man had to kick that Back to the curb You get back to the dirt I'mma get back to the work Never been one for the crumbs Better leave that for the birds [Verse 2: Fabian Secon] Thinking I'm the man now All part of your plan now Had me flying outbound, inbound This town, that town, doing what you want now [Hook: Fabian Secon] I can see all that is shining Won't be made of gold Your fantasies I leave behind and Girl, deep inside you go When I found you The way you made me feel was real You had me fooled Your heart was so gold-plated [Bridge: Fabian Secon] Gold, gold, gold You were gold plated Gold, gold, gold You were gold plated [Verse 3: Fabian Secon] Every single lie now Has an alibi now So unnecessary, be straight now Everything I loved about you, I hate now [Hook: Fabian Secon] I can see all that is shining Won't be made of gold Your fantasies I leave behind and Girl, deep inside you go When I found you The way you made me feel was real You had me fooled Your heart was so gold-plated [Bridge: Fabian Secon] Gold, gold, gold You were gold plated Gold, gold, gold You were gold plated [Verse 4: Scorcher] Talking 24 carat gold-plated Oscar-nominated, toe-shaking You in the wrong biz, baby, should act for a living Cuh you tricked man from the beginning Background way too sketchy Ex-bruddas, way too many Lot of baggage, way too heavy I don't give a sh** about no gold digger I don't give two f**s but I save two pennies How your skin too gold but your heart dark? How you chatting 'bout cla** in a car park? You got a real short memory and it offends me Cause I remember when you wasn't getting entry Now you're in the west end, very trendy Got a brand new best friend with a Bentley And a [?] living Marbay and Miami Cause of some brudda with a GRAMMY [Hook: Fabian Secon] I can see all that is shining Won't be made of gold Your fantasies I leave behind and Girl, deep inside you go When I found you The way you made me feel was real You had me fooled Your heart was so gold-plated [Bridge: Fabian Secon] Gold, gold, gold You were gold plated Gold, gold, gold You were gold plated