This is a song about "Gold i dream"

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

I mean of course just the same old

I put some cash in ya pocket

I had a dream, and i chased it,

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

I had a dream, and i chased it,

And my momma keep smoking that shit

Welcome, welcome to the good life

Sometimes i dream bigger than i live

I dream of makin green/

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I aim like i hold the gold compass, a gold atlas.

Or fascinated by a beamer

I write gold it's a paper retriever