{*whispered in the background: "diamond, diamond.."*}

[Verse 1: Mike Delorean]

We ain't goin platinum (nope) we ain't goin gold

We goin diamond - ten million sold

We break records (records) and move units, that's how we do it

(Do it do it) Makin millions and billions from movies and music

World tourin, shows, performin

The deals, the budgets, accounts, enormous

We got it (got it) you frontin, you need it, you want it

The Mobb, and Bars, and Hooks, we comin

Delorean, and Mr. Bars, how about that?

We some Queensbridge niggas that ain't all about rap

We own streets, run websites, log on

To the one and only, InfamousStores.com

We load up the tour buses, to get these checks

We independent, we don't need your respect

We +Infamous Minded+, you've been blinded

It's Bars & Hooks nigga, we.. goin.. diamond!

[Chorus: Prodigy]

Yeah, what more do y'all want from us?

We spill our hearts out and it still ain't enough

Years we got crumbs, doin the supplyin

We independent now - we.. goin.. diamond!

Uh-huh, what more could you ask for?

We the team, we deserve everything and more

All the blood and sweat for our dead we stopped cryin

Swallowed it, survived it - we.. goin.. diamond!

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

You might catch me steppin out the Lamborghini

With ashy legs, my chain swingin

I grab my piece, so that shit won't damage the paint

Chest naked holdin a drink

We got these hoes by the brain, we black rap moguls

We the most poppin, we the illest niggas rhymin

Let's go team for team, you don't want that

We make niggas quit rap, we so violent

The only thing that calm us down is more dollars

We need NBA cash, the yachts, the labs

The Porsche, Ferrari, the Hummer, you mad?

AK-90, the sigs, the macs

Grenades, silencers, sterlings that blast

To Linden, the sweeper to murder yo' ass

You doubted my niggas (WORD) now we up

Yeah, you musta been wildin - we.. goin.. diamond!

[Chorus: Prodigy]

Yeah, what more could you ask for?

We the team, we deserve everything and more

All the blood and sweat for our dead we stopped cryin

Swallowed it, survived it - we.. goin.. diamond!

Yeah, what more do y'all want from us?

We spill our hearts out and it still ain't enough

Years we got crumbs, doin the supplyin

We independent now - we.. goin.. diamond!

[Verse 3: Mr. Bars]

We gon' kill 'em with this here, and ship ten million

This year, look on the charts it's there

At the number one spot, locked of course

By these ghetto street pharmacist entrepeneurs

Who woulda thought? The car I always wanted get bought

Sittin on ten times twos, rollin by you

It gets bigger, I remember bein broke

So the plan now is to get richer

Ain't gon' be no scufflin my nigga, I ain't gon' fight ya

I'mma pay the piper to snipe ya, it's real like that

Goin diamond make you feel like that

Cause I done been through the bullshit, dealt with the bullshit

Now I'm lampin, mansion, and a few whips

Ain't nothin but a thug thing, this the club theme

Bars & Hooks to H.N.I.C. we climbin

Finally we shinin - we.. goin.. diamond!

[Chorus: Prodigy]

Yeah, what more do y'all want from us?

We spill our hearts out and it still ain't enough

Years we got crumbs, doin the supplyin

We independent now - we.. goin.. diamond!

Yeah, what more could you ask for?

We the team, we deserve everything and more

All the blood and sweat for our dead we stopped cryin

Swallowed it, survived it - we.. goin.. diamond!

[Outro: Mr. Bars]

Fuck y'all niggas man

We goin diamond.. we goin diamond..

Knahmsayin? Move these units.. do these shows..

And hold this money.. hold the cash

We goin diamond.. goin diamond..

We goin diamond.. diamond diamond diamond

We goin diamond.. we goin diamond..

We goin diamond, we goin diamoind..

We.. goin.. diamond!