This is a song about "Gold"

Hand to hand in the cold

We them boys that glow without gold

I mean of course just the same old

Bitch i'm delivering gold,

I like a broad that has fashion gold,

Is a space that now you hold

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

So don't follow me home

Thug for life nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

That's why i shine like i does

It's full of gold medals,