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In my Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you gon' make me late me
Know you seen me since yesterday
But, see, I got a date destiny
'Cause this the summer that our change
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I around at all his nice 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 theirs but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, finger to the suit-wearers
Lemme you how to move in a room
For the dudes that don't got a fuckin' how to do this
Prolly with Cube, so to them, this a Rubik
My President is black, but my jeweler's still
So you it cost, he makin' a killin' off me
Red diamonds he got me shinin'
cover my body, my chain blindin'
A cop light runner, they but can't find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the island
Took the whip to the other of Jamaica
Seen how he was livin', said "I get my weight up"
Formulated my plan, by dreams
Parlayed my mans, motivated my team
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a in"
Bein' good is good, that'll get you Gooden
But me, I want Jordan numbers, LeBron
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly Chris Farley
So like him, you'll be too early
Mama hands together like
And Cole keep a thick bitch I like to Big Shirley
All my '90s niggas is get it
18 and under, that's gon' take a minute

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