This is a song about "Money gold"

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Turn money into diamonds and gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I got a watch wit all gold,

We them boys that glow without gold

Is a space that now you hold

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

Anything that i spit comes out in gold!

So when ya see me nigga

Droppin dime gold digga

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

I got a watch wit all gold,

Black woman you cold

You gotta go all day for that gold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old