Diamonds (Radio Edit)

(That's all I do)

Illegal **** but we been legit

(That's all I do)

Off you **** I never benefit

Bought it by the brick, sold it by the rap

The Blueprint on while I'm **** got her throwin' up the Roc'

I'm talkin' diamonds, young **** Paul Mern

Knockin' Phyllis Hyman or maybe Donny Hathaway

Used to wish I could kick it, **** school, I gotta trap today

Ain't care what Momma think, felt like Tom Hanks in Castaway

Package landed Wednesday, tryna get it off by Saturday

Even better by Friday, Frank Sinatra this my way

We do 'em like the Mob, clip 'em backin' out his driveway

You ain't been nervous till you had narcotics on the highway

I been a outcast, I grew up like Andre, three thousand in my pocket

I know they hate on me, but somehow I'm always the topic

You talkin' 'bout ****, I'm always gon' pop it

Designer fits, I'm always gon' rock 'em

Just tryin' to make a profit, **** hated on my pockets

Like when Harden went to Texas, **** hated on the Rockets

Like when KD went to the Bay, **** hated on the Warriors

We chased you in your baby's mother buildin', had you callin' her

I went to pick up ****, not for the beach, the first time I went to Florida

Your Mom don't want that call from the Coroner

Stay in order, bruh

(That's all I do)

Illegal **** but we been legit

(That's all I do)

Off you **** I never

They told me life is what you make it, I'm an architect

**** in my mother apartment, I wasn't talkin' yet

Seen fiends noddin' off, I wasn't even walkin' yet

Prayin' to the sky, I'm all alone like, how could God neglect?

I didn't ask to be here

I knew a smoker, told me that the heemies helped her see clear

Lyin' to herself, she said she kicked the habit each year

I watched her from a beach chair

Nike's on my ten toes, I'm genuine

I had a cousin overdose when Diddy put out Benjamins

Dog food syringes by the benches, from the trenches

Tryna get a chain, heard all them stories 'bout how they lynched us

Now tryna hang, A&Rs from Labels tryna find the gang

You could search Google for a year and you'll never find my pain

Conversations with my momma, promised her I'm tryna change

Grew up with 'em, they not the same

Know that everything I lost, now I'm tryna gain

I had a plug who started sellin' ****, 'cause he was out of ****

Like a highway in Cali, this rap game got a lot of lanes

Blood done hit these streets for years, the pavement got a lot of stains

They told me live your life before you check out

Peace to Harry Fraud, he's dope, the best out

We got it

(That's all I do)

(That's all I do)

(That's all I do)