[Hook:] All these diamonds on me, now that's ridiculous Haters got they eyes on me, now that's suspicious I hear all the gossip, I hear all the rumors I'm not worried bout ya, [? ] [repeat]
[Verse 1:] Why they mad, cause I hit the clubs iced out And I'm still on even when they turn the lights out Diamonds on heat, and they sho be shinin Keep my lopes on cause I don't want them to blind me Yea, and I keep that tool If it ain't on me it's on one of my dudes See I'm really from the streets I jus hunt pro tools I ain't braggin or flexin I'm bein honest to you Now, these streets gon talk that the way it is These haters gon hate, that's jus how it is I get money everyday man that's how I live Chopper knock ya ass out like some benadryl
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[Verse 2:] Since it's already cocked nigga jus blast I'm a put bout 3 in a nigga ass I don't care about a pussy nigga actin bad I'm a leave his whole family cryin lookin sad I'm a let the cutta cutta like you were some grass One thing you don't need is me real mad One thing I don't play with is my cash You ain't michael jackson so you can't be too bad Nigga say he want beef then he get beef Must don't want peace cause he won't sleep I ain't from miami but I keep heat I ain't talkin to a sea when I say free Nigga thinkin I'm a hoe that I can't be Nigga look at how big my bank be Niggas say they got a problem then solve me I'm a get them niggas that robbed me A nigga start then I finish, fuck the losing I'm winning I ain't smiling or grinning this right here the beggining And I will never be the pussy nigga that you are Never let a robber put a curfew on my car Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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