This is a song about "Flashing that gold"

Ay, you- i heard you shining, but i got that gold membership

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

What up girl, tell me how you been

Imagine everyone flashing, fashion,

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

I know that cars and gold bars can bring in bitches and dough,

Don't you know that im cold ...money gold on my mind

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

The things that i can see, so many flashing stars and lights

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Despite my dark days i feel i'm the brightest of thinkers

That portray women as objects, as hoes and gold diggers,

We them boys that glow without gold

All this paper i fold