Pot of Gold - Asher Roth

Oooh Oooh

Oooh Oooh

Oooh Oooh

Right

I be on my own

Scouring the globe in designer clothes

Surfing on the waves, million dollar boats

Really want to stay, but I gotta go

Searching for the pot of gold

Like a domino

Fall into the flame, but designed to float

My heart is made of shame, its a hollow home

Caught up in a game where the liars go

What’d you say, I don’t know

We all got problems, don’t need yours

But keep that shit on record

What the hell ya’ll be lookin' at me for

We all just ordinary people

Can’t see, won’t speak no evil

I peep through that old key hole

Don’t think you need that ego

Where them high hoes meet the street floor

I’m free form on fly

Can’t nobody hold me except moi

Don’t nobody know who gets to ride

Losing control from the driver’s side

Oh little did we know we were home the whole time

Highs with the lows and the lows with the highs

From the seed to the fruit, from the vine to the wine

From the tree to the root, to the child inside

Ooooooh

Oooh weh oooh

Oooh weh oooh

Oooh oooh

On my own

In designer clothes

Million dollar boats

But I gotta go, searching for the pot of gold

On my own

In designer clothes

Million dollar boats

But I gotta go, searching for the pot of gold