This is a song about "Gold glory and god"

I'll just sit back and watch how all the glory unfolds,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

The truth shall be told

But like the diamonds and gold

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

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

And the red sun sinks at least into the hills of gold,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

I was wondering maybe

Glory to god he is the key