This is a song about "Gold"

All this paper i fold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

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

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

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

I got a watch wit all gold,

I mean of course just the same old

I'mma catch you next time around

I'm getting gold leprechaun

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

You gotta go all day for that gold