Lyrics:
My name Diamond, you know I gotta shine like one (You know that)
I don't never see no competition, not even tryna outshine the sun (For what?)
Sun
gettin' messy, can't show these niggas no love (Nah)
My mama told me you ain't gon' make it in sellin' drugs
Everybody had dumbs, I was cakin' and sellin'
in for a rest and renew his supplies
Keep him protected and never let go
He’ll rebel and resist and his love will not show
When you lift up your head
Yo in a room full of people but honestly I can't see a single one
My eyes are clouded and it's just me by myself
I would shed more tears for you but
love to scam glock go bam bam
Turkey better than ham yeah i know im right
Dont really like to fight id rather shoot, if i see u walkin ima steal yo shoes
rocks you'll have hell to pay
I'll send an army of skunks your way with smells to spray
Hey, hey, go easy, don't curb-stomp him
Let em leave like
had to put my hand up in it
I know certain niggas that's for certain killas, but shit, handlin' business
I like my bitches bad with a fat ass, I'll be
had to put my hand up in it
I know certain niggas that's for certain killas, but shit, handlin' business
I like my bitches bad with a fat ass, I'll be
like a pit and holla: "Get 'em, girl, get his brick!"
You know if you snitch, what we do to tattletales
Cut off yo' bottom lip, send it to you in
your heart and you will find yo mind
Everyday in the streets got my foresight blind
My aftertime is narrow peepin' down the barrel of a four
Just
the groove
We would shake with it after dark
Never leave a trace but I leave a mark
Look me in the face you could see I'm scarred
Even if I told you what I go
There aint no nice endin to this story
And I would love to tell ya sorry
But I'm not, so I hope in hell you rot
With a body of my enemies laying on top
scared you scared you need to run mister
I hopped in my daddy's honda desperately tryna find a
Revolver
Hey baby it's me I just want you to know
I
your heart and you will find yo mind
Everyday in the streets got my foresight blind
My aftertime is narrow peepin' down the barrel of a four
Just
your heart and you will find yo mind
Everyday in the streets got my foresight blind
My aftertime is narrow peepin' down the barrel of a four
Just
still tryna see it through
My cash is all blue and I don't even need a clue
By the time I'm 18, I'll be making eight figures
Stupid white cracker tried
off
Keep my energy I'll pay it soon
Coming soon, little do I know I just fell in poon
I kiss foreheads and send ya love and bring more bread
I'm
on the sink
We shouldn’t talk but then again
You shared your heart
You tell me when I’ll send the car
I should’ve known right from the start
Tell me
Would you
just in case
It's 'cause life sometimes, it leaves a bitter taste
So did the DJ and the wedding band
Send them that love song for you and your man
real with myself I'll never tell you a lie
Know you was dead ass wrong, couldn't look me in my eyes
And fuck is you doing going thru my phone, you must
love
Be on a little getaway
V enough is enough yeah
Lock up all the doors hide me in a safe
I'll be on my face throw away the keys yeah
God I'm so
to the beat as long as the dj plays
Snap my fingers 2 times and the girl is mine
Why can't it work for me, hey it works for the fawns
So much booze in my system
out and get me back on my feet (Back on my feet)
Same night I'll be back on the street (On the street)
From day one I was in love with your game
Let's
Hey Pap what's up nigga? Huh
Bringing you to the future nigga you heard?
Niggas see stars in the Wraith I
Don’t really see stars in space
Tell you
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