This is a song about "Gathering gold"

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

I dreamt of a gold watch and a gold chain

Women front, they get its cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

My attitude is shitty i show city joy

Like you watching a church gathering take place, lookin' boy

I mean of course just the same old

Turn money into diamonds and gold