This is a song about "Gold"

Gold chains, watches and more,

As soon as i walk in the door

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

I say that the pool is closed

But like the diamonds and gold

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

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

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

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

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

But for long time i had gone cold