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In my Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you gon' me late undressin' me
Know you seen me since yesterday
But, see, I got a with destiny
'Cause this the summer our life change
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I around at all his nice things
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 in a room
For the dudes that got a fuckin' clue how to do this
Prolly worked with Cube, so to them, this a
My President is black, but my jeweler's still
So you it cost, he makin' a killin' off me
Red he designin' got me shinin'
Spotlight cover my body, my chain
A cop light runner, wanna but can't find him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the island
Took the to the other side of Jamaica
how he was livin', said "I gotta get my weight 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 Jordan numbers, footin'
Can't guard me, Vince Lombardi, Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly like Chris
So like him, you'll be too early
Mama hands together like
And keep a thick bitch I like to call Big Shirley
All my '90s is gon' get it
18 and under, that's prolly gon' a minute

I'ma be here for a while, none of these clowns can me
I'ma be here for a while, none of clowns can hurt me
At the time of this rhyme, five years 'til I know
Cole World in the summer snow flurries
next shit is in no way to boast
But my city breakfast, 'cause niggas had toast early
Coach had us doin' jacks
sent us to the water fountain after runnin' laps
My nigga and grabbed his bookbag, threw it on his back
And brought it to me just to show me he was 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, 'cause no figure
Means you got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a nigga
All you got is mama bringin' home these niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the do is ride a nigga
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 more realer
When it come from the heart, don't it feel mo'
Watch my flow go bananas, I'm a gorilla
So pardon me, man, y'all gon' have to me
They say I rep that 'Ville too much, but that just a part of me
It's out through my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm varsity
No field trip, ain't 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 deep down you wish I'd fail
It's Judgment Day, I'm to give you pussy 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 wait is over
It's I'm fuckin' Oprah, well worth the wait
Maybe over your head, I'm of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know dreadin' my prime
'Cause I made classics, now what that take? Timing
Cole under pressure, what that Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)