DieMan:D

One two three four five six children
Run through cheap dope highs slick chilling
Funds you bleed don't hide mix feelings
But your green eyes only ever spy that fly shit
Body after body swear the devil's morgue surround me
Water walking dead ass Jesus wouldn't want a zombie
Out here roaming aimless till the profit came and found me
Only feeling shameless when I'm feeling up a hottie
Thotties topped on thotties got em' bunking beds to top me
Toppy got too sloppy your bitch hunting for a bounty
Word to Redenbacher corny niggas more than poppin'
Smooth like butter
Smooth like butter
But ain't got no bread to vouch em'
Snake in sheets is undercover freak
Can't deny the goddess
Temptress speak on what a nigga need
Money in my pocket
Mama told me go get your degree
Graduated college
Just to struggle in them Brooklyn streets
Trapping cause I'm jobless
What's my problem?
That I cannot let this sadness be the end of me
But I cannot find an outlet for this energy
I'm the plug I'm charging up my friends are dead to me
My time is up down to the wire no one next to me
Bitch it's Hermès the same trapper out on 3rd and d
Meet me ten to three
It's still ten a g
If ya short then leave
Sober I can see
Wait I lied
Fagan spiked my juice with the Hennessy

I know there's jewels up in my head
Murder in my soul
One I'm letting rest
One I'm letting go
Diamond
Diamond
Diamond
Diamond in my skull!
Diamond
Diamond
Diamond
Diamond in my skull!
Jewels up in my head
Murder in my soul
One I'm letting rest
One I'm letting go
Die man
Die man
Die man
Die man in my skull!
Die man
Die man
Die man
Die man in my skull!



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Valentin
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