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

What you 'sposed to do when the OG don't get it?
what was once theirs but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, middle to the suit-wearers
Lemme show you how to move in a
For the that don't got a fuckin' clue how to do this
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them, a Rubik
My President is black, but my jeweler's still
So you it cost, he makin' a killin' off me
Red diamonds he got me shinin'
cover 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 other side of
Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my 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 numbers, LeBron footin'
Can't me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you silly like Chris Farley
So him, you'll be gone too early
hands together like 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 prolly gon' take a

I'ma be here for a while, of these clowns can hurt me
I'ma be here for a while, of these clowns can hurt me
At the time of this rhyme, five 'til I know thirty
Cole World in the brings snow flurries
This shit is in no way to boast
But my city love breakfast, 'cause had toast early
Coach had us doin' jumpin'
Then sent us to the water fountain runnin' laps
My nigga went and his bookbag, threw it on his back
And brought it to me just to me he was fuckin' strapped
We was twelve years old, how was we to know
I analyzed his and see that he was so set up
Live by the trigger, no father figure
Means you got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama bringin' these rotten niggas
reefers, all the teachers do is ride a nigga
So is who I speak fo'
To give the young niggas they could 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 through my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm
No field trip, hard to see, this real shit, you R&B
Seen a movie yo' bitch in it, and listen it, was starrin' me
(Woo!) That boy crazy
that Ike Turner 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 you pussy niggas hell
And food for thought, I can serve a plate
Wit' dessert to take, wit' dessert to
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the is fuckin' over
It's I'm fuckin' Oprah, well worth the wait
Maybe over head, I'm ahead of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know they my prime
'Cause I only classics, now what that take? Timing
Cole under pressure, what that Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)