Diamond Lane
Pressure makin' diamonds
Came thru' perfect timin'
Toldem' you gone see I wasn't lying
Posted in the cut, I told the opps to come & find us
South side nigga we chillen
Know I grew up on them bikes, we out poppin' wheelies
Buyin' cool cups from my grandma that's no longer livin'
Thankful for my ma, she always saw the vision
Ion' do commitment, that's what I told her
I still saved her, in the end my heart was colder
Now I'm surrounded by some niggas that I'm down to go to war for
And they down to shoot, they aint really trynna tussle
You can get da fuck bro
Focused on the business, I just need a lih luck tho
They aint let me in so I busted down the back doe'
White girl from the country taught a nigga how to lasso
She say Ima' asshole, same thing as my last hoe
T'd up on the gas still, make sure you keep track tho
Come to me wit' facts bro, Ian' trynna chat bro
Brudda' used to trap dope, still be playin' trapsoul
When I be all in my feels
Sippen' on drank, I had to take my mask off
Talk my shit cause boy I work my ass off
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
Yeah
Fuck am I doin?
Why the fuck I'm sad for?
Stampin' up my passport, changin' up my password
Life be gettin' to me, this that shit that I aint ask for
We all go thru' pain, aint nun changed
Cept' the commas in the bank
Life of the rich & the famous
My mama want some grandkids, tolda' ian' found the one
It'd be cool to have a son
I'm just gettin' started
Long way till I'm done
When I be havin' sex I be tryin' not to cum
Can't give up my lih power
Is that a pussy or a shower hm
I tease ha for hours
She say Ima' asshole, same thing as my last hoe
T'd up on the gas still, make sure you keep track tho
Come to me wit' facts bro, Ian' trynna chat bro
Brudda' used to trap dope, still be playin' trapsoul
When I be all in my feels
Sippen' on drank, I had to take my mask off
Talk my shit cause boy I work my ass off
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
I'm the type nigga ion' wan' talk, lets get to it
Say she shy but got right to it
That's what I like to see you doin'
Don't mean to hurt your heart but I gotta' keep it real now
Grew up wit' some scars & I aint find the time to heal nah
Toxic, know that's how I come off
Said when she get that love from me, It feel just like the sun out
I treat her like a queen but in the end, it neva' turn out
You be wantin' more than I can give
Leavin' a nigga burnt out
So I dip out & I burn out
Hot like an inferno
Roll that shit & smoke that shit & jam that shit I turn on
Yeah that shit gone T me up
Haters trynna' mess me up
Poe' it inna' double cup
I can't find a single fuck
To give these bitch made niggas
I den had my heart broke so I'm done wit all these women
I gave her what she want when she told me she independent
Ian' trippen, when yo shit togetha' get with me
She say Ima' asshole, same thing as my last hoe
T'd up on the gas still, make sure you keep track tho
Come to me wit' facts bro, Ian' trynna chat bro
Brudda' used to trap dope, still be playin' trapsoul
When I be all in my feels
Sippen' on drank, I had to take my mask off
Talk my shit cause boy I work my ass off
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
Came thru' perfect timin'
Toldem' you gone see I wasn't lying
Posted in the cut, I told the opps to come & find us
South side nigga we chillen
Know I grew up on them bikes, we out poppin' wheelies
Buyin' cool cups from my grandma that's no longer livin'
Thankful for my ma, she always saw the vision
Ion' do commitment, that's what I told her
I still saved her, in the end my heart was colder
Now I'm surrounded by some niggas that I'm down to go to war for
And they down to shoot, they aint really trynna tussle
You can get da fuck bro
Focused on the business, I just need a lih luck tho
They aint let me in so I busted down the back doe'
White girl from the country taught a nigga how to lasso
She say Ima' asshole, same thing as my last hoe
T'd up on the gas still, make sure you keep track tho
Come to me wit' facts bro, Ian' trynna chat bro
Brudda' used to trap dope, still be playin' trapsoul
When I be all in my feels
Sippen' on drank, I had to take my mask off
Talk my shit cause boy I work my ass off
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
Yeah
Fuck am I doin?
Why the fuck I'm sad for?
Stampin' up my passport, changin' up my password
Life be gettin' to me, this that shit that I aint ask for
We all go thru' pain, aint nun changed
Cept' the commas in the bank
Life of the rich & the famous
My mama want some grandkids, tolda' ian' found the one
It'd be cool to have a son
I'm just gettin' started
Long way till I'm done
When I be havin' sex I be tryin' not to cum
Can't give up my lih power
Is that a pussy or a shower hm
I tease ha for hours
She say Ima' asshole, same thing as my last hoe
T'd up on the gas still, make sure you keep track tho
Come to me wit' facts bro, Ian' trynna chat bro
Brudda' used to trap dope, still be playin' trapsoul
When I be all in my feels
Sippen' on drank, I had to take my mask off
Talk my shit cause boy I work my ass off
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
I'm the type nigga ion' wan' talk, lets get to it
Say she shy but got right to it
That's what I like to see you doin'
Don't mean to hurt your heart but I gotta' keep it real now
Grew up wit' some scars & I aint find the time to heal nah
Toxic, know that's how I come off
Said when she get that love from me, It feel just like the sun out
I treat her like a queen but in the end, it neva' turn out
You be wantin' more than I can give
Leavin' a nigga burnt out
So I dip out & I burn out
Hot like an inferno
Roll that shit & smoke that shit & jam that shit I turn on
Yeah that shit gone T me up
Haters trynna' mess me up
Poe' it inna' double cup
I can't find a single fuck
To give these bitch made niggas
I den had my heart broke so I'm done wit all these women
I gave her what she want when she told me she independent
Ian' trippen, when yo shit togetha' get with me
She say Ima' asshole, same thing as my last hoe
T'd up on the gas still, make sure you keep track tho
Come to me wit' facts bro, Ian' trynna chat bro
Brudda' used to trap dope, still be playin' trapsoul
When I be all in my feels
Sippen' on drank, I had to take my mask off
Talk my shit cause boy I work my ass off
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
In that Diamond Lane cruisin'
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Writer(s): Ashton Blake
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