Colors
Young boy on the come up
Got the check I'ma run up
I am different than the others
Diamonds shining different colors
Woman come in different colors
They been hating on my come up
Fuck boy just shut up
Fuck boy get done up
You just hating ckuz my
Diamond shining different colors
Women come in different colors
I been vining ckuz my game tight
She going choose me ckuz I came right
You been losing ckuz you living a lames life
No we ain't seen in the same light
I been spitting sick my doctors checking on me
Shawty you are thick come push that shit up on me
Beat that pussy up got it sounding just like macoroni
Would you be mad If I fucked your homies?
Ckuz they fine too ya; could all slide through
Be my boos
Y'all can love me as a group
Fuck until we pass out
Smoke some blunts to reboot
I mean only if you're comfortable
Enjoy your youth
Only live once so live it up
Enjoy the view
Blue skies, weed's green
Brown sand, (pretty girl) skin tan
Nose ring, black card get swiped
No price aint a thing
I mean, Life's a dream
I think they sleeping on me
But still on instagram I see them creeping on me
Only lies that they be sleeping on me
So I be chilling on my dolo tell em leave me lonely
Young boy in the come up
Got the check I'ma run up
I am different than the others
Diamonds shining different colors
Woman come in different colors
They been hating on my come up
Fuck boy just shut up
Fuck boy get done up
You just hating ckuz my
Diamond shining different colors
Women come in different colors
Young bull, love brain
Fuck school, break rules
Live free, Break through
Boundaries there can't be
When you're living like me
My life too big, tell em super size me
On the list of broke boys, no you wouldn't find me...
To the top of the charts I be climbing
I'ma run the world and it started with just rhyming
I'ma steal your girl and it's called perfect timing
But still a nigga chilling, you can catch me just reclining
Matter of fact I'm too fast and you won't catch me at all
I'm chasing money. Money talks and I been answering calls
Numbers don't lie but I see you niggas telling it wrong
These pussy niggas is soft, too many feelings involved
I be in the booth, these niggas be at the mall
I been killing this game, Too many lives being lost
They knew cost of our paths being crossed
Got the check I'ma run up
I am different than the others
Diamonds shining different colors
Woman come in different colors
They been hating on my come up
Fuck boy just shut up
Fuck boy get done up
You just hating ckuz my
Diamond shining different colors
Women come in different colors
I been vining ckuz my game tight
She going choose me ckuz I came right
You been losing ckuz you living a lames life
No we ain't seen in the same light
I been spitting sick my doctors checking on me
Shawty you are thick come push that shit up on me
Beat that pussy up got it sounding just like macoroni
Would you be mad If I fucked your homies?
Ckuz they fine too ya; could all slide through
Be my boos
Y'all can love me as a group
Fuck until we pass out
Smoke some blunts to reboot
I mean only if you're comfortable
Enjoy your youth
Only live once so live it up
Enjoy the view
Blue skies, weed's green
Brown sand, (pretty girl) skin tan
Nose ring, black card get swiped
No price aint a thing
I mean, Life's a dream
I think they sleeping on me
But still on instagram I see them creeping on me
Only lies that they be sleeping on me
So I be chilling on my dolo tell em leave me lonely
Young boy in the come up
Got the check I'ma run up
I am different than the others
Diamonds shining different colors
Woman come in different colors
They been hating on my come up
Fuck boy just shut up
Fuck boy get done up
You just hating ckuz my
Diamond shining different colors
Women come in different colors
Young bull, love brain
Fuck school, break rules
Live free, Break through
Boundaries there can't be
When you're living like me
My life too big, tell em super size me
On the list of broke boys, no you wouldn't find me...
To the top of the charts I be climbing
I'ma run the world and it started with just rhyming
I'ma steal your girl and it's called perfect timing
But still a nigga chilling, you can catch me just reclining
Matter of fact I'm too fast and you won't catch me at all
I'm chasing money. Money talks and I been answering calls
Numbers don't lie but I see you niggas telling it wrong
These pussy niggas is soft, too many feelings involved
I be in the booth, these niggas be at the mall
I been killing this game, Too many lives being lost
They knew cost of our paths being crossed
Credits
Writer(s): Lyn Starr
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