Diamond Out The Mud (Intro)
Moolah
Swear this shit different nigga
Shit too different (I'm tellin you)
Waaay waaay different
Will I make it out this bitch, only time will tell
Stumble and tripped a couple times but I never slip and fell
Before you make it to a W, you gotta see a L
Niggas can't see me, I'm starting spitting this shit in Braille
Pelham 1, 2, 3 somebody call up Denzel
Tryna keep up wit these tracks you gon fuck around derail
Name anther nigga hotter, he must sprouted outta hell
I really got this shit on lock, free my niggas out them cells
Cuz some fed some state, I pray they let em out them gates
Real nigga record straight
I'm blowin up I detonate
Big dawg to them punches you niggas more featherweights
All white panamera I drove it out heaven gates
I got the game from my o.g.'s
Get money stay low key
You don't hustle, you don't eat
Stay on grind proceed
Chase a bag make a hoe leave
I took my shot Kobe
Could call me anything bein scared is sumthin I won't be
Backwood stuffed fire
Mask on Michael Myers
Wit my nigga T, you can catch em on the mack like Richard Pryor
Homicidal freestyle cuz I'll murder niggas in cyphers
Shitting on em like commodes, it's leaking outside the diaper
Talking bout gettin doe, then you preaching to the choir
Yes I am a king you should greet me as ya highness
Give me a feature I'll kill it, I understand the assignment
Right out the gate I get it jumpin jus like Zion
Everything I ever wanted is coming in soon timing
The diamond out the mud, that's still shining before they find it
I knew this shit was coming look how the stars was aligning
I take off in the sky, switch states and change climates
William Palmer joggy I run it up, I been grinding
I got it right from the homie Quandell, the bro designed it
On the road to riches driving til I need alignments
Keep my business out the public, Instagram was never private
See a pic of moolah on ya line, bitch you should like it
Been told em that my time was now I feel like a psychic
Right now I'm in love with the game and ima wife it
The way I ball they gon remember it like a titan (Huh)
For real nigga
Write it down nigga
Take a picture nigga
You gon wanna remember wit this shit
Live wit this shit
This shit Epic nigga (DUO Nation)
Yea yea yea
It's Moolah
Ya Understand (Un Huh)
Swear this shit different nigga
Shit too different (I'm tellin you)
Waaay waaay different
Will I make it out this bitch, only time will tell
Stumble and tripped a couple times but I never slip and fell
Before you make it to a W, you gotta see a L
Niggas can't see me, I'm starting spitting this shit in Braille
Pelham 1, 2, 3 somebody call up Denzel
Tryna keep up wit these tracks you gon fuck around derail
Name anther nigga hotter, he must sprouted outta hell
I really got this shit on lock, free my niggas out them cells
Cuz some fed some state, I pray they let em out them gates
Real nigga record straight
I'm blowin up I detonate
Big dawg to them punches you niggas more featherweights
All white panamera I drove it out heaven gates
I got the game from my o.g.'s
Get money stay low key
You don't hustle, you don't eat
Stay on grind proceed
Chase a bag make a hoe leave
I took my shot Kobe
Could call me anything bein scared is sumthin I won't be
Backwood stuffed fire
Mask on Michael Myers
Wit my nigga T, you can catch em on the mack like Richard Pryor
Homicidal freestyle cuz I'll murder niggas in cyphers
Shitting on em like commodes, it's leaking outside the diaper
Talking bout gettin doe, then you preaching to the choir
Yes I am a king you should greet me as ya highness
Give me a feature I'll kill it, I understand the assignment
Right out the gate I get it jumpin jus like Zion
Everything I ever wanted is coming in soon timing
The diamond out the mud, that's still shining before they find it
I knew this shit was coming look how the stars was aligning
I take off in the sky, switch states and change climates
William Palmer joggy I run it up, I been grinding
I got it right from the homie Quandell, the bro designed it
On the road to riches driving til I need alignments
Keep my business out the public, Instagram was never private
See a pic of moolah on ya line, bitch you should like it
Been told em that my time was now I feel like a psychic
Right now I'm in love with the game and ima wife it
The way I ball they gon remember it like a titan (Huh)
For real nigga
Write it down nigga
Take a picture nigga
You gon wanna remember wit this shit
Live wit this shit
This shit Epic nigga (DUO Nation)
Yea yea yea
It's Moolah
Ya Understand (Un Huh)
Credits
Writer(s): John Barrett Jr.
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