This is a song about "Gold"

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

If i don't make that man there dance

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Droppin dime gold digga

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

Only seen family a few like gold

But for long time i had gone cold

Gold chains, watches and more,

Some old bitch that we did before

You gotta go all day for that gold

Women front, they get its cold