This is a song about "Love diamond chain glock"

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

These niggas take me to the glock

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Thuggin' till the day i die

Just like diamond in the sky

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

This flows dead should of had a spade to dig the diamond,

Ya self-esteem will be on my key chain,

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Police pull up, i'm tryna stash the glock

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

I turned into something they never became