This is a song about "Diamond bank"

Az and busta rhymes spit jewels on the diamond,

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

I know your man ain't lovin you right

Forget the hindsight, hood dreams, diamond white,

I got so much in the bank

I just write that right by a mic stand

Just like diamond in the sky

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Brightened, like a diamond

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Let's pretend he never dreamed how to break the bank,

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

So dunn stay silent

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

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