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In my freshest Js, I ain't slept in
Girl, you gon' make me undressin' me
Know you ain't me since yesterday
But, see, I got a with destiny
'Cause this the summer that our life
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I looked at all his nice things
Told him, "Nigga, you know it"

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

What you 'sposed to do when the OG don't get it?
Lost what was once but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, middle to the suit-wearers
show you how to move in a room
For the dudes that got a fuckin' clue how to do this
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them, this a
My President is black, but my jeweler's Jewish
So you know it cost, he makin' a off me
Red diamonds he designin' got me
Spotlight cover my body, my chain
A cop light runner, they wanna but find him
Me and Hov, out on the same island
Took the whip to the other side of
Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my up"
my plan, motivated by dreams
Parlayed wit' my mans, my team
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a in"
good is good, that'll get you Drew Gooden
But me, I want numbers, LeBron footin'
Can't me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly like Chris
So like him, you'll be gone too
hands together like 6:30
And Cole keep a thick bitch I like to Big Shirley
All my '90s is gon' get it
18 and under, that's prolly gon' a minute

be here 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
World in the summer brings snow flurries
This shit is in no way to boast
But my love breakfast, 'cause niggas had toast early
Coach had us doin' jacks
Then sent us to the fountain after runnin' laps
My nigga and grabbed his bookbag, threw it on his back
And brought it to me just to show me he was strapped
We was twelve years old, how was we to better?
I analyzed his and see that he was so set up
Live by the trigger, no father figure
Means you don't got a nigga comin' 'round to a nigga
All you got is mama bringin' home these niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the do is ride a nigga
So is who I speak fo'
To give the young niggas they could reach fo'
You dream, boy
Yeah, I stunt, but I'm a li'l realer
it come from the heart, don't it feel mo' iller?
Watch my flow go bananas, I'm a gorilla
So pardon me, man, y'all have to pardon me
They say I rep that 'Ville too much, but that shit a part of me
flowin' 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 it, was starrin' me
(Woo!) That boy crazy
that Ike Turner temper, you December, maybe
And though you wish me well, I know deep down you I'd fail
It's Day, I'm here to give you pussy niggas hell
And food for thought, I can serve a plate
dessert to take, wit' dessert to take
Yeah, I the hate, but the wait is fuckin' over
like I'm fuckin' Oprah, well worth the wait
Maybe over your head, I'm of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know they dreadin' my
'Cause I only made classics, now what that take?
Cole under pressure, what make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)