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In my freshest Js, I ain't 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 summer that our change
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I looked around at all his nice
Told him, "Nigga, you already 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 niggas get it?
Lost what was theirs but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, middle to the suit-wearers
Lemme you how to move in a room
For the dudes that don't got a fuckin' clue how to do
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them, this a
My President is black, but my jeweler's Jewish
So you know it cost, he makin' a off me
Red diamonds he designin' got me
Spotlight cover my body, my chain
A cop light runner, they wanna but find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the same
the whip to the other side 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"
good is good, that'll get you Drew Gooden
But me, I want Jordan numbers, LeBron
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly Chris Farley
So him, you'll be gone too early
Mama hands together 6:30
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, of these clowns can hurt me
I'ma be here for a while, none of these can hurt me
At the time of this rhyme, five years 'til I thirty
Cole World in the summer snow flurries
This next shit is in no way to
But my city breakfast, 'cause niggas had toast early
Coach had us doin' jumpin'
Then sent us to the water fountain after runnin'
My nigga went and grabbed his bookbag, it on his back
And brought it to me just to me he was fuckin' strapped
We was years 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
you don't got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama bringin' home rotten niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the teachers do is ride a
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 li'l more
When it come from the heart, don't it feel mo'
my flow go bananas, I'm a li'l gorilla
So pardon me, man, y'all gon' have to me
say I rep that 'Ville too much, but that shit just a part of me
It's flowin' out through my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm
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!) boy Simba crazy
Hotter that Ike Turner temper, you December,
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 serve a
dessert 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
scared of my future, I know they dreadin' my prime
'Cause I only made classics, now that take? Timing
Cole pressure, what that make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)