This is a song about "Gold"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

But for long time i had gone cold

I got a watch wit all gold,

Black woman you cold

Only seen family a few like gold

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Women front, they get its cold

You gotta go all day for that gold

I'm getting gold leprechaun

The baddest in town

I got soul, there's more in store

Gold chains, watches and more,