Diamonds & Checks (feat. Paul Soles)
I'm 17 I got big dreams I'm ready to be a star
I'm flying in I'm riding in I'm skrting that Nascar
Look at my jacket look too the left that's a Nike tech
I put up a camera make a couple videos that's my next check
They hating on me I'm that new M C
No diamonds but I'm shinning all in 3D
Dropped math trust me I'm not a dummy add it up clearly good with all the money
They hating on me they is so bummy but I love the hate ain't that funny
I'm really from New York where I get a Arizona and honey bun for dinner
I look up to the sky and pray to god I know I been a sinner
They stare at me and everyone around me cause we all some winners
Got like 2 whips 2 friends I like everything in 2's I'm the 2 man
I'm from the 2 I always had 2 I stay in the 2 this is nothing new
Everything HOT that's Harlem on top
Don't look at sign's cause I can't be stopped
Everyone turns up every time I drop
I work for what I got I can't use a mop
I slide in the cut just like some lube
I feel like I've done everything what's left to do
Trust me Id be tight if I was you too
Done everything from Apple Music to YouTube
I'm 17 I got big dreams I'm ready to be a star
I'm flying in I'm riding in I'm skrting that Nascar
Look at my jacket look too the left that's a Nike tech
I put up a camera make a couple videos that's my next check
I'm 17 I got big dreams I'm ready to be a star
I'm flying in I'm riding in I'm skrting that Nascar
Look at my jacket look too the left that's a Nike tech
I put up a camera make a couple videos that's my next check
I'm pulling up
I'm with the crew we ready up
Big money I don't show no love
Pour it up in a double cup
Say what up
Something on me, diamonds shining I got something on me
Aint no crip shit I want blue hundreds
I don't give a shit boy do something
Got the glizzy on me, so I shoot something
Drippy fit, got the juice on me
Weapon tuck like its glued on me
Gotta blast, throw the duece homie
I pull out the 9
It tingle yo spine
I tell my brothers get ready to die
We fight for our lives
I am a star
Ion take pills but I swear I see mars
And I just been counting my checks
Sole Squad is up next
Scxuts Hxnxr we the best
Diamonds all on my neck
212 & 516 i'm staying humble so we gotta flex
Slat!
I'm flying in I'm riding in I'm skrting that Nascar
Look at my jacket look too the left that's a Nike tech
I put up a camera make a couple videos that's my next check
They hating on me I'm that new M C
No diamonds but I'm shinning all in 3D
Dropped math trust me I'm not a dummy add it up clearly good with all the money
They hating on me they is so bummy but I love the hate ain't that funny
I'm really from New York where I get a Arizona and honey bun for dinner
I look up to the sky and pray to god I know I been a sinner
They stare at me and everyone around me cause we all some winners
Got like 2 whips 2 friends I like everything in 2's I'm the 2 man
I'm from the 2 I always had 2 I stay in the 2 this is nothing new
Everything HOT that's Harlem on top
Don't look at sign's cause I can't be stopped
Everyone turns up every time I drop
I work for what I got I can't use a mop
I slide in the cut just like some lube
I feel like I've done everything what's left to do
Trust me Id be tight if I was you too
Done everything from Apple Music to YouTube
I'm 17 I got big dreams I'm ready to be a star
I'm flying in I'm riding in I'm skrting that Nascar
Look at my jacket look too the left that's a Nike tech
I put up a camera make a couple videos that's my next check
I'm 17 I got big dreams I'm ready to be a star
I'm flying in I'm riding in I'm skrting that Nascar
Look at my jacket look too the left that's a Nike tech
I put up a camera make a couple videos that's my next check
I'm pulling up
I'm with the crew we ready up
Big money I don't show no love
Pour it up in a double cup
Say what up
Something on me, diamonds shining I got something on me
Aint no crip shit I want blue hundreds
I don't give a shit boy do something
Got the glizzy on me, so I shoot something
Drippy fit, got the juice on me
Weapon tuck like its glued on me
Gotta blast, throw the duece homie
I pull out the 9
It tingle yo spine
I tell my brothers get ready to die
We fight for our lives
I am a star
Ion take pills but I swear I see mars
And I just been counting my checks
Sole Squad is up next
Scxuts Hxnxr we the best
Diamonds all on my neck
212 & 516 i'm staying humble so we gotta flex
Slat!
Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Garcia
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