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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 with
'Cause this the that our life change
Hov me, "Is you ready for it?"
I looked around at all his things
him, "Nigga, you already 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 the OG niggas don't get it?
what was once theirs but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, finger to the suit-wearers
Lemme show you how to in a room
For the dudes that don't got a fuckin' clue how to do
Prolly worked Cube, so to them, this a Rubik
My is black, but my jeweler's still 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 light runner, wanna but can't find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the same
Took the whip to the other side of
Seen how he was livin', said "I gotta get my 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, that'll get you Drew
But me, I want numbers, LeBron footin'
guard me, Vince Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly Chris Farley
So him, you'll be gone too early
Mama hands together like
And Cole a thick bitch I like to call Big Shirley
All my '90s is gon' get it
18 and under, that's prolly gon' take a

be here for a while, none of these clowns can hurt me
I'ma be here for a while, none of clowns can hurt me
At the of this rhyme, five years 'til I know thirty
Cole World in the summer brings flurries
This shit is in no way to boast
But my city love breakfast, 'cause had toast early
Coach had us jumpin' jacks
Then sent us to the water 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 and see that he was so set up
Live by the trigger, 'cause no figure
you don't got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama home these rotten niggas
reefers, all the teachers do is ride a nigga
So this is who I fo'
To give the niggas somethin' 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 feel mo'
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 just a part 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 wit' yo' in it, and listen it, was starrin' me
(Woo!) boy Simba crazy
that Ike Turner temper, you December, maybe
And though you me well, I know deep down you wish I'd fail
It's Judgment Day, I'm here to give you pussy hell
And food for thought, I can serve a plate
Wit' dessert to take, dessert to take
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the is fuckin' over
It's like I'm fuckin' Oprah, well worth the
Maybe over your head, I'm of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know dreadin' my prime
'Cause I only made classics, now what that take?
Cole under pressure, what make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)