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

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

you 'sposed to do when the OG niggas don't get it?
Lost was once theirs 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 Cube, so to them, this a Rubik
My President is black, but my jeweler's Jewish
So you know it cost, he a killin' off me
Red diamonds he got me shinin'
Spotlight cover my body, my chain
A cop light runner, they wanna but find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the same
Took the whip to the other side of
how he was livin', said "I gotta get my weight up"
Formulated my plan, motivated by
Parlayed wit' my mans, motivated my
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a in"
good is good, that'll get you Drew Gooden
But me, I want Jordan numbers, footin'
guard me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas like Chris Farley
So like him, be gone too early
Mama hands together like
And Cole keep a thick bitch I like to Big Shirley
All my niggas is gon' get it
18 and under, that's gon' take a minute

I'ma be here for a while, none of clowns can hurt me
I'ma be here for a while, none of clowns can hurt me
At the time of rhyme, five years 'til I know thirty
World in the summer brings snow flurries
This next shit is in no way to
But my love breakfast, 'cause niggas had toast early
Coach had us doin' jacks
sent us to the water fountain after runnin' laps
My nigga went and grabbed his bookbag, threw it on his
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, 'cause no figure
Means you don't got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a
All you got is bringin' home these rotten niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the teachers do is ride a
So is who I speak fo'
To give the young 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 go bananas, I'm a li'l 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
It's flowin' out 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 wit' yo' bitch in it, and listen it, was starrin' 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 Judgment Day, I'm here to give you pussy niggas
And some food for thought, I can a plate
Wit' dessert to take, dessert to take
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the wait is over
It's like I'm fuckin' Oprah, well the wait
Maybe over your head, I'm of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know they my prime
'Cause I only made classics, now what that Timing
Cole under pressure, what make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)