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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 date destiny
'Cause this the that our life change
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I looked around at all his nice
Told him, "Nigga, you know it"

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

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

I'ma be here for a while, 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, 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' jumpin'
Then us to the water fountain after runnin' laps
My nigga and grabbed his bookbag, threw it on his back
And brought it to me to show me he was fuckin' strapped
We was twelve old, how was we to know better?
I analyzed his life and see he was so set up
Live by the trigger, no father figure
Means you don't got a nigga 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama home these rotten niggas
reefers, all the teachers do is ride 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, don't it feel mo'
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 just 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 movie wit' yo' in it, and listen it, was starrin' me
(Woo!) That boy Simba
that Ike Turner temper, you December, maybe
And though you wish me well, I deep down you wish I'd fail
It's Judgment Day, I'm here to give you niggas hell
And food for thought, I can serve a plate
Wit' to take, wit' dessert to take
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the is fuckin' over
It's like I'm Oprah, well 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 made classics, now what that take?
Cole under pressure, what that make?
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)