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In my Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you gon' make me late me
Know you ain't seen me yesterday
But, see, I got a with destiny
'Cause this the summer our life change
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 this bitch (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm the man of the

you 'sposed to do when the OG niggas don't get it?
Lost what was theirs but they won't quit it
Homie, a new era, middle finger to the suit-wearers
Lemme show you how to in a room
For the dudes that don't got a fuckin' how to do this
worked with Cube, so to them, this a Rubik
My President is black, but my jeweler's still
So you know it cost, he makin' a off me
Red diamonds he got me shinin'
cover my body, my chain blindin'
A cop runner, they wanna but can't find him
Me and Hov, out on the same 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, get you Drew Gooden
But me, I want Jordan numbers, footin'
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, John
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly like Farley
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 niggas is get it
18 and under, prolly gon' take a minute

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