Diamonds dance on me, hop in the [?] while I'm talkin' (I'm talkin') , huh I got niggas in the clear, niggas trap with the trap walk in (Trap walk in) , huh I know hitters that'll air a nigga block when the opps walk in (Opps walk in) , huh Now I just ride in the Wraith, gotta thank God, amen (Amen) , huh Try to fuck with me and my gang, nigga, no we not them (No we not them) , huh Can't turn my back on my gang, huh yeah, I got them (Yeah, I got them) , huh And all in my clique, huh, someone shot him (Someone shot him) Seven niggas in my clique, huh, always got them (Thraah) , huh
Diamonds on me dancin', yeah, I'm from the bottom (From the bottom) , huh, huh Every place I go, thе bitches know who I am (Know who I am) , huh, huh Every fuckin' place I go, thе shooters know where I am (Know where I am) , huh, huh Tried to run up on me, nigga, no I got them (Thraah) , huh, huh Pillow in that Lamb', pillow in the [?] (Pillow in the [?] ) , huh, huh Niggas say I sound like Future, huh, no, I'm not him (No, I'm not him) Nigga, I am the future, huh, no more top ten (No more top ten) , huh Nigga, I'm from New York where we get it poppin' (Get it poppin') I got niggas in New York, yeah, my niggas grindin' (Niggas grindin') Nigga go and state my humble shit, they're not tryin' (They're not tryin') Young nigga gettin' that money too, know I've been gettin' that dollar (Gettin' that dollar) I've been in and out of stores everyday, I've been dripped in Prada (Drip, drip)
Diamonds dance on me, hop in the [?] while I'm talkin' (I'm talkin') , huh I got niggas in the clear, niggas trap with the trap walk in (Trap walk in) , huh I know hitters that'll air a nigga block when the opps walk in (Opps walk in) , huh Now I just ride in the Wraith, gotta thank God, amen (God, amen) , huh Try to fuck with me and my gang, nigga, no we not them (No we not them) , huh Can't turn my back on my gang, huh yeah, I got them (Yeah, I got them) , huh And all in my clique, huh, someone shot him (Someone shot him) Seven niggas in my clique, huh, always got them (Thraah)
The evil always tryna take my soul, I swear (Soul, I swear) I made it out the trenches, thank the lord, amen (Lord, amen) To be at the top, you gotta put days in (Days in) They want me to fall off, it's no stoppin' (No stop) I get it and I split it, yeah, that's no option (No option) Niggas, they be switchin' up like seasons (Like seasons) I'ma keep it real just for one reason (One reason) Amen killed all my demons (Woah)
Diamonds dance on me, hop in the [?] while I'm talkin' (I'm talkin') , huh I got niggas in the clear, niggas trap with the trap walk in (Trap walk in) , huh I know hitters that'll air a nigga block when the opps walk in (Opps walk in) , huh Now I just ride in the Wraith, gotta thank God, amen (God, amen) , huh Try to fuck with me and my gang, nigga, no we not them (No we not them) , huh Can't turn my back on my gang, huh yeah, I got them (Yeah, I got them) , huh And all in my clique, huh, someone shot him (Someone shot him) Seven niggas in my clique, huh, always got them (Thraah)
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Compositores: Clay Hunter Hoyt (BMI), Sidney Royel Iii Selby (Desiigner) (BMI)Editores: Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp, L O D Publishing Inc (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #30727611 em 19/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM