This is a song about "Gold diggers"

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Only seen family a few like gold

One thing i hate is gold diggers so fuck off bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

I got a watch wit all gold,

All this paper i fold

Where i from, it get cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

Spiritual, fool's gold

I mean of course just the same old

Back in my zone

Gold plate wit dat rine stone