This is a song about "Gold and diamonds"

Bring my name up, it gotta be mentioned

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

All these rappers talking 'bout their diamonds and their whips,

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

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

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it

Gold chains, watches and more,

Ima go until my arm's sore

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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