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In my Js, I ain't slept in days
Girl, you make me late undressin' me
Know you ain't seen me yesterday
But, see, I got a date destiny
'Cause this the summer that our life
Hov asked me, "Is you for it?"
I looked at all his nice things
him, "Nigga, you already know it"

Bitch, I'm the man of the
Yeah, yeah,
Straight this bitch (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm the man of the

What you 'sposed to do when the OG niggas get it?
Lost was once theirs but they won't quit it
Homie, it's a new era, finger to the suit-wearers
Lemme show you how to move in a
For the dudes that don't got a fuckin' clue how to do
Prolly worked Cube, so to them, this a Rubik
My is black, but my jeweler's still Jewish
So you know it cost, he a killin' off me
Red diamonds he designin' got me
cover my body, my chain blindin'
A cop light runner, they wanna but can't him
Me and Hovi Hov, out on the same
Took the to the other side of Jamaica
Seen how he was livin', said "I get my weight up"
Formulated my plan, motivated by
wit' my mans, motivated my team
Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a in"
good is good, that'll get you Drew Gooden
But me, I want numbers, LeBron footin'
Can't guard me, Lombardi, John Wooden
Garbage? Hardly, you niggas silly like Farley
So him, you'll be gone too early
Mama hands together like
And Cole keep a bitch I like to call Big Shirley
All my niggas is gon' get it
18 and under, prolly gon' take a minute

I'ma be here for a while, none of clowns can hurt me
I'ma be here for a while, none of these can hurt me
At the time of this rhyme, five years I know thirty
Cole World in the summer brings flurries
next shit is in no way to boast
But my city love breakfast, 'cause niggas had early
Coach had us jumpin' jacks
Then sent us to the water fountain after runnin'
My nigga and grabbed his bookbag, threw it on his back
And it to me just to show me he was fuckin' strapped
We was years old, how was we to know better?
I his life and see that he was so set up
Live by the trigger, 'cause no father
Means you don't got a nigga comin' 'round to guide a
All you got is mama home these rotten niggas
Blowin' reefers, all the teachers do is a nigga
So is who I speak fo'
To give the young niggas they could reach fo'
You dream, boy
Yeah, I stunt, but I'm a more realer
When it come the heart, don't it feel mo' iller?
Watch my flow go bananas, I'm a li'l
So pardon me, man, y'all gon' have to me
They say I rep that 'Ville too much, but shit just a part of me
It's flowin' out my arteries, who hard as me? You JV, I'm varsity
No field trip, hard to see, this real shit, you R&B
Seen a movie wit' yo' bitch in it, and it, was starrin' me
(Woo!) That boy Simba
Hotter Ike Turner temper, you December, maybe
And though you wish me well, I know deep down you wish I'd
It's Day, I'm here to give you pussy niggas hell
And some food for thought, I can serve a
dessert to take, wit' dessert to take
Yeah, I heard the hate, but the wait is over
It's like I'm fuckin' Oprah, worth the wait
Maybe your head, I'm ahead of my time
Niggas scared of my future, I know they dreadin' my
'Cause I only made classics, now that take? Timing
Cole pressure, what that make? Diamonds
(Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds)