This is a song about "Gold di"

Where i from, it get cold

Spiritual, fool's gold

N one's buddy he is a killer and grim he won't blink n would fuck u di-rect

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Coroners comfort your mama

My all gold rolly or the

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

Io sono il più grande di tutti, no translating, no peaking!

I put the nigga in his casket

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I got a watch wit all gold,