This is a song about "Gold and diamonds"

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

Look outside the window and you'll see the city of gold/

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

We’re not mindless stars with shining cars and diamonds white,

Is a space that now you hold

But like the diamonds and gold

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Turn money into diamonds and gold

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Rocking black and gold stocking caps

To all the frauds stop faking, relax