Panoramic
Yeah
They probably ain't gon' understand what I'm talking 'bout
Pass interference if these people want challenge
I got meds inside my cup to make sure I don't panic
I took interest inside of cars, now my whip panoramic
I went harder, became a star, now everybody wanna kill me
I don't fuck with y'all, changed to the devil tune
I ain't gotta tell you your life in danger, let the reverend do it
Wishing that that Hi-Tech came in, I got Wockhardt for tourin'
Relationship soon, sex came in, had nothin' to offer to her
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Eye that I seem to aim for
Stop this bitch, let that thing blow
And I'll forever be here if they ain't know
Nah, for real though, nigga, when I'm in the grave
They still gon' play my song
I'll be somewhere wishin' my son's head on
Make lil' shorty fuck me, then feel used, I ain't tried to
Batman in these Robins, for some shoes, I'll rob you
I turn up SRT, skrrt on these hoes like BaBa do
I ain't gotta decide for me to be right here on side you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
They probably ain't gon' understand what I'm talking 'bout
Pass interference if these people want challenge
I got meds inside my cup to make sure I don't panic
I took interest inside of cars, now my whip panoramic
I went harder, became a star, now everybody wanna kill me
I don't fuck with y'all, changed to the devil tune
I ain't gotta tell you your life in danger, let the reverend do it
Wishing that that Hi-Tech came in, I got Wockhardt for tourin'
Relationship soon, sex came in, had nothin' to offer to her
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Eye that I seem to aim for
Stop this bitch, let that thing blow
And I'll forever be here if they ain't know
Nah, for real though, nigga, when I'm in the grave
They still gon' play my song
I'll be somewhere wishin' my son's head on
Make lil' shorty fuck me, then feel used, I ain't tried to
Batman in these Robins, for some shoes, I'll rob you
I turn up SRT, skrrt on these hoes like BaBa do
I ain't gotta decide for me to be right here on side you
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
She want diamonds
Yeah, the streets want violence
Gotta be another clean way about it
Credits
Writer(s): Paimon Jahanbin, Jason Goldberg, Nima Jahanbin, Michael Washington Jr., Composer Author Unknown, Manso
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