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In my Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you gon' make me undressin' me
Know you ain't me since yesterday
But, see, I got a date with
'Cause the summer that our life change
Hov me, "Is you ready for it?"
I looked around at all his things
him, "Nigga, you already know it"

Bitch, I'm the man of the
Yeah, yeah,
Straight through bitch (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm the man of the

What you to do when the OG niggas don't get it?
Lost what was once but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, finger to the suit-wearers
Lemme show you how to in a room
For the dudes that don't got a clue how to do this
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them, this a
My President is black, but my jeweler's still
So you it cost, he makin' a killin' off me
Red he designin' got me shinin'
Spotlight my body, my chain blindin'
A cop light runner, they but can't find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the island
the whip to the other side of Jamaica
Seen how he was livin', said "I get my weight up"
Formulated my plan, motivated by
Parlayed wit' my mans, motivated my
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a in"
Bein' good is good, that'll get you Drew
But me, I want Jordan numbers, footin'
guard me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you silly like Chris Farley
So like him, you'll be too early
Mama hands together like
And keep a thick bitch I like to call Big Shirley
All my '90s niggas is get it
18 and under, prolly gon' take a minute

I'ma be for a while, none of these clowns can hurt me
I'ma be here for a while, none of clowns can hurt me
At the time of this rhyme, five years I know thirty
Cole World in the summer brings flurries
This next shit is in no way to
But my city love breakfast, 'cause had toast early
had us doin' jumpin' jacks
Then sent us to the water fountain runnin' laps
My nigga went and grabbed his bookbag, it on his back
And brought it to me just to me he was fuckin' strapped
We was twelve old, how was we to know better?
I analyzed his and see that he was so set up
by the trigger, 'cause no father figure
Means you got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama bringin' these rotten niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the teachers do is a nigga
So is who I speak fo'
To give the niggas somethin' they could reach fo'
You dream, boy
Yeah, I stunt, but I'm a li'l realer
When it come from the heart, it feel mo' iller?
Watch my flow go bananas, I'm a gorilla
So pardon me, man, y'all gon' to pardon me
They say I rep that 'Ville too much, but that just a part of me
It's out through my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm varsity
No trip, ain't hard to see, this real shit, you R&B
Seen a movie wit' yo' bitch in it, and listen it, was me
(Woo!) boy Simba crazy
that Ike Turner temper, you December, maybe
And though you wish me well, I know deep you wish I'd fail
It's Day, I'm here to give you pussy niggas hell
And some food for thought, I can serve a
Wit' dessert to take, wit' dessert to
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the wait is over
It's I'm fuckin' Oprah, well worth the wait
over your head, I'm ahead of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know they dreadin' my
I only made classics, now what that take? Timing
Cole pressure, what that make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)