Diamond

Aye yo, custom made, my name hall of fame worthy
Hang my jersey in the sky like James Worthy
Black tie affair. Yo, I'm only here to pat down the new guys
Thanks God for a sign, then a armored car flew by
True lies, woo hah, the new Uncle Luke my crew too large
My boot lying new by the poolside
Jimmy Choo slice, Johnny Woo copped a new ride
Hang glide, type of fly shit the money can't buy
Flame la, Mary Jane Blige your money
like watching paint dry
Swing slingblades, Dеvil May Cry
Blow cans like Blankman and J-5, clocking figures
For all my Tommy Hill-ice rocking niggas
Go slow prodigal son, my run been phеnomenal
Leglocks, I dare niggas touch your hair follicle
I'm damn near methodical
The villain always doing what I gotta do to win
Tailor made, you should follow suit connected
Roll with made men, who you be with
That Michael Jackson bullshit was trash. Nigga, beat it
A 100k in cash got my stash undefeated
You broke in real life, but that can be our little secret

I'm here for the big gold. Blood, sweat and tears
I've never met a motherfucker I fear
Don't get too close, I might swing my chair
The best in the biz, nobody bleeds like Flair
Never scared, wear my Cartier frames everywhere
Sicko, flip you like Georges St. Pierre
Vanity fair, everybody wanna be the man, I'm well aware
(All these cinematic tales that I share)

Can't help but stare
when the light hit the gold and it glare
But don't you dare, 'cause Paul'll put your soul in the air
I declare war, figure-four
Nah, you wouldn't have crossed heres
Lately I been writing like a Voltaire
Never compare me, Nature Boy, to a Hollywood square
I turn in time of your life into a flame ride from hell
Take a southern bell straight to the heartbreak hotel
The rest had to stop it, she was saved by the bell
Heavy chain, lauded grill, trunk full of dollar bills
No burning man
I leave your back strapped to the gurning wolf, scot-free
Now I got stacks for attorneys and lawyer fees
And he gonn' represent me to the fullest for 40G: s
Touring overseas. Baby, please let me down easy
Harder than you think, I make this look good and sound easy
That make up powder is wild cheesy
Pick up the pace, you niggas sound sleepy
What the fuck

I'm here for the big gold. Blood, sweat and tears
I've never met a motherfucker I fear
Don't get too close, I might swing my chair
The best in the biz, nobody bleeds like Flair
Never scared, wear my Cartier frames everywhere
Sicko, flip you like Georges St. Pierre
Vanity fair, everybody wanna be the man, I'm well aware
(All these cinematic tales that I share)