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In my Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you make me late undressin' me
Know you ain't seen me yesterday
But, see, I got a date destiny
this the summer that our life change
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I looked around at all his nice
him, "Nigga, you already know 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 niggas get it?
Lost what was once but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, finger to the suit-wearers
show you how to move 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 Jewish
So you know it cost, he a killin' off me
Red diamonds he designin' got me
Spotlight my body, my chain blindin'
A cop runner, they wanna but can't find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the island
Took the whip to the other of Jamaica
Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my up"
Formulated my plan, motivated by
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 numbers, LeBron footin'
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, Wooden
Hardly, you niggas silly like Chris Farley
So like him, be gone too early
Mama hands like 6:30
And Cole a thick bitch I like 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 for a while, none of these clowns can hurt me
At the of this rhyme, five years 'til I know thirty
Cole World in the summer brings snow
This shit is in no way to boast
But my city love breakfast, 'cause niggas had early
Coach had us doin' jumpin'
Then sent us to the water fountain runnin' laps
My nigga went and grabbed his bookbag, threw it on his
And brought it to me to show me he was fuckin' strapped
We was twelve years old, how was we to know
I his life and see that he was so set up
Live by the trigger, no father figure
Means you don't got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a
All you got is mama bringin' home these rotten
Blowin' reefers, all the teachers do is a nigga
So this is who I fo'
To give the young niggas somethin' they reach fo'
You dream, boy
Yeah, I stunt, but I'm a li'l realer
When it come the heart, don't it feel mo' iller?
Watch my go bananas, I'm a li'l 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 my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm varsity
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 Simba
Hotter that Ike Turner temper, you December,
And though you wish me well, I know down you wish I'd fail
Judgment Day, I'm here to give you pussy niggas hell
And some food for thought, I can a plate
Wit' to take, wit' dessert to take
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the wait is over
It's like I'm fuckin' Oprah, worth the wait
Maybe over your head, I'm ahead of my
Niggas scared of my future, I know they dreadin' my
'Cause I made classics, now what that take? Timing
Cole pressure, what that make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)