[Intro] Lupe' what's good man, its your big brother, Lupe' long coming, its like the meets the future, of the future, you its some of that back, light up that nine chomper, let it marinade, you some of that you wonder, make you ponder, what's he on, likely i'm beyonder, its a thang'
[Verse 1] Lupe' gone be a fine ride, see it in my minds eye black man in a white world, ha, blind side sweeter then key line pies, how fast the time flies where you gone to be when the parties over and dries yeah we got nine lives, but got nine knives we only got chance, and they get nine tries tell you the dimes fly, and girls a fine prize all i see is money when i look inside dimes eyes lifes a bitch, i'll be if i make her cry tears soft turns to money, if you let it dry increase my worth and she get i'll make a if she dies take her off of that machine, benefit from her dimise damn, how we are, a life, than buy out the bar so lets celebrate, make a toast, to succeed in life, just it go
[hook] Diggy I got em' like, they like i can't ya, louder i got em like, screaming like, turn it up oh you hear the crowd, they it now, i puts it down oh oh-oo-oh yeah, oh-oo-oh yeah yeah oh-oo-oh yeah yeah, oh yeah, oh
[Verse 2] the one metatronic, control sonics and shakira, if ya tryna get me phonic bitches miss me they on it, haters leave a comment and if how i make you sick of me, vomit let me my composite as the game change its how odd the cards get such a thing and so ironic, i used the year trying to defy logic trying to be the birdy, j it was to early just tryna tell you happening surely i use my guts when my vision mirky help me, but thankyou lord at the same time, my french i guess i am not worthy quietly touching numbers like watch observe often misunderstood, ya get me wrong ya get it in, im tryna get it on life is your wife, they callin me say he did it wrong dont suck suck life, until her titties gone you niggas missions plus you missinformed hanging under assholes you get on
[hook] Diggy I got em' like, they screaming i can't hear ya, i got em like, they like, turn it up oh you hear the crowd, they it now, i puts it down oh oh-oo-oh yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 3] Simmons uh, ahead of my time, sometime a pre-me and I got the co-sign from the who was pre me I see none of yall, you see me yall cant see me ya up and I make it look easy yeah I'm so cause Im on TV If I am an amateur when I come around what you panic for cause you know Im hotter than a core hands are sore from writing ice colder a winters lighting device my clock is mantle so my timings tight I you think that Lupes writing right but Im this nice, thoughts got more class than my school is you haters talk out your cheeks I it do it saw I hold it down in the I rep that New York just a youngin' thats doing his thing so why are you I got you so gusted cause I wasnt so much just discussing and i dont get up g and krumpin' got signed my cousins coming dont me, watch the repeats you aint know I think Im Big Meech
Diggy Simmons I got em' like, they like i can't ya, louder i got em like, screaming like, turn it up oh you hear the crowd, want it now, i puts it down oh oh-oo-oh yeah yeah, yeah yeah oh-oo-oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah