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In my freshest Js, I ain't in days
Girl, you make me late undressin' me
Know you ain't seen me yesterday
But, see, I got a date with
'Cause this the that our life change
Hov me, "Is you ready for it?"
I looked at all his nice things
Told him, "Nigga, you already it"

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

What you 'sposed to do 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 got a fuckin' clue how to do this
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them, a Rubik
My President is black, but my still Jewish
So you it cost, he makin' a killin' off me
Red diamonds he got me shinin'
Spotlight my body, my chain blindin'
A cop light runner, wanna but can't find him
Me and Hov, out on the same island
Took the whip to the side of Jamaica
Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my up"
Formulated my plan, motivated by
Parlayed wit' my mans, my team
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a in"
Bein' good is good, that'll get you Drew
But me, I want Jordan numbers, LeBron
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly like Farley
So like him, you'll be gone too
Mama together like 6:30
And Cole a thick bitch I like to call Big Shirley
All my niggas is gon' get it
18 and under, that's prolly gon' take a

I'ma be here for a while, none of these clowns can me
be here for a while, none of these clowns can hurt me
At the time of rhyme, five years 'til I know thirty
Cole World in the summer snow flurries
next shit 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 it to me just to show me he was fuckin' strapped
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, 'cause no father
Means you don't got a comin' 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama home these rotten niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the teachers do is ride a
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 more realer
When it come from the heart, don't it 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 shit just a of me
It's flowin' out my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm varsity
No field trip, ain't hard to see, real shit, you R&B
Seen a movie wit' yo' bitch in it, and it, was starrin' me
(Woo!) boy Simba crazy
Hotter that Ike temper, you December, maybe
And though you wish me well, I know down you wish I'd fail
It's Judgment Day, I'm here to give you pussy niggas
And food for thought, I can serve a plate
Wit' dessert to take, wit' dessert to
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 scared of my future, I they dreadin' my prime
'Cause I only made classics, now what that take?
Cole under pressure, that make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)