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BLVCK DIVMOND (INTRO)

by CRAZE-B 7441

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I'm heading straight to the top you under me You know that it's God who summon me I see you looking surprised and stuttering Y'all bout to witness the fire I'm covered in All of that hate y'all about, what's up with it When you open your mouth I'm shutting it So open your eyes and stop all the lies You know that's it's power I'm coming with Kinda Barak in his prime, don't fuck with me Me and all of my guys the government Call us corrupt long as money keep coming Coz soon we be hopping inside that Cullinun Shawty want fuck with the slime, she troubling Let cash multiply it's double in Counting madiz from all of your features While kicking my feet up, arrive with some of it, ah!! Stay on my feet, I been stuck in my ways of the streets I been ducking away from police Coz I make bout a k every week They probably gon' think that I'm selling some weed. I'm too caught up on making some heat Holy water I flow on the beat My foot off ground I can't barely believe I'm chasing my dreams yeah I just keep it going Fuck a shine, my rings keep glowing I keep Flowing all the time Swear to God that's how I keep growing I'm in the stu till the next morning While y'all snooze off and keep snoring I swear y'all little boring And y'all loose y'all focus Nigga wanna see the brighter days But they never lighting up their darkest way I been working late to say I'm getting paid Came to get a raise I ain't come to play I swear y'all niggas don't get it So go to da back and watch me go get it Coz y'all niggas nigga lack a lot to get with it Just talking bout smoke knowing you don't have do that shit Showing chest man don't do that shit Or you watch a bullet go through your shit Spray your goonies I doom your shit Fha fha, my shooter gon' move your shit Know some dealers gon' move that brick Like they work at builders, got tools and shit We eating outchea, more food and drinks But that presidential need 2 of them things Man I need more than just a nominee. I need mills, golden plaques to cover me Do it independent yelling fuck a deal Coz that kinda show just don't apply to me Ex telling me she proud of me Talking bout how she owe me apologies My girl flyer than your model is Got her acting like she won the lottery in this bitch Boy you know you getting rich Straight Hennessy what I sip I be turning up in the VIP Couple niggas mad but it's fuck how they feel Coz now that shit is getting real Swear it's Only ballers in the field And we very Messi with all the teams They ain't no got skills

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