Diamond In the Rough
Yea yea
See I just do me man
I stay in my own lane man
Get the fuck out the way
Can't shake hands none of these
Brush shoulders with none of these weirdo ass niggas man
For real for real
Yea
See, I was running through these streets
I had to get my hustle up
Got it out the mud
I couldn't put no trust in luck
Heart start getting cold
I had no time to cuddle up
But at times I feel like Mitch
Cause I just want to feel the love
Hit the road couple days
Fast money gave me a rush ugh
Bleaching through the night
Steady jugging can't get enough ugh
Learn from my mistakes
Hard times wrist in them cuffs ugh
Taught me how to stay down
Even when you up up
So for real though
You ain't hold me down
When I was gone what you here for
Know that I'm a come up
But I see through all the weirdos
Thinking you a demon little nigga
I don't fear those
I can walk right into hell by myself
And stay 10 toes
Started out with nothing
Then we levelled up to a Hood rich
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I can't be a statistic
View from the reality
I cant follow all this fake shit
Tuck the 23 in case I got a shoot the
Swish swish
Shoot the swish swish
Tried to lock me down
But I know freedom is a must
Tried to stop my shine
But I'm a diamond in the rough
The streets be so small
Half a hand that I trust
I was locked doing time
Only few was picking up
Had to stay solid in my mind
Could never see me switching up
With my back against the wall
Making it out was a must
They prayed on my downfall
God bless me going up. Amen
God bless me going up
I told my lawyer get it done
I'm no use up in them cuffs
Told the dealer get it ready
Be there to pick it up at 1
Ceramic Tints up on the whip
You only see me if I want
You only see me if I want
Only bosses in my confidant
We ain't sharing off of 1
Harden tells me every time he see me
Nigga you the 1
Catching feelings every time I hit it
She think I'm the 1
Early morning was caffeine
Used to play the taxi
Nipping it out the backseat
Cops pull us over we tucking shit like a maxi
Just a glock 23 stuffed clip nothing flashy
Repented for my sins
But now I'm sinning again
Had to take a loss
But now I'm winning again
Had to kick the doors
Cause they ain't want niggas in
Story times over let me put them to bed.
God bless
That's what I'm talking bout man
Who god bless no man curse
That's real life
Billow
See I just do me man
I stay in my own lane man
Get the fuck out the way
Can't shake hands none of these
Brush shoulders with none of these weirdo ass niggas man
For real for real
Yea
See, I was running through these streets
I had to get my hustle up
Got it out the mud
I couldn't put no trust in luck
Heart start getting cold
I had no time to cuddle up
But at times I feel like Mitch
Cause I just want to feel the love
Hit the road couple days
Fast money gave me a rush ugh
Bleaching through the night
Steady jugging can't get enough ugh
Learn from my mistakes
Hard times wrist in them cuffs ugh
Taught me how to stay down
Even when you up up
So for real though
You ain't hold me down
When I was gone what you here for
Know that I'm a come up
But I see through all the weirdos
Thinking you a demon little nigga
I don't fear those
I can walk right into hell by myself
And stay 10 toes
Started out with nothing
Then we levelled up to a Hood rich
I'm just trying to beat the odds
I can't be a statistic
View from the reality
I cant follow all this fake shit
Tuck the 23 in case I got a shoot the
Swish swish
Shoot the swish swish
Tried to lock me down
But I know freedom is a must
Tried to stop my shine
But I'm a diamond in the rough
The streets be so small
Half a hand that I trust
I was locked doing time
Only few was picking up
Had to stay solid in my mind
Could never see me switching up
With my back against the wall
Making it out was a must
They prayed on my downfall
God bless me going up. Amen
God bless me going up
I told my lawyer get it done
I'm no use up in them cuffs
Told the dealer get it ready
Be there to pick it up at 1
Ceramic Tints up on the whip
You only see me if I want
You only see me if I want
Only bosses in my confidant
We ain't sharing off of 1
Harden tells me every time he see me
Nigga you the 1
Catching feelings every time I hit it
She think I'm the 1
Early morning was caffeine
Used to play the taxi
Nipping it out the backseat
Cops pull us over we tucking shit like a maxi
Just a glock 23 stuffed clip nothing flashy
Repented for my sins
But now I'm sinning again
Had to take a loss
But now I'm winning again
Had to kick the doors
Cause they ain't want niggas in
Story times over let me put them to bed.
God bless
That's what I'm talking bout man
Who god bless no man curse
That's real life
Billow
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