| Diamonds they spin like Serato
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| Can’t go back to broke
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| Unfollowed all my friends
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| Who the hell do I know
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| Can’t go back to broke
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Trunk like an elephant, 'cause that shit in the front
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| Fronting on me, that could get you shot, boy, don’t stunt
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| Call me 88 McGrady, 'cause my niggas tote the rocket
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| I be talking out my necklace, look how my bank direct deposit
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| Beretta to your noggin, that's because I’m robbing
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| Careful where you’re stepping, 'cause we tote those Smith and Wessons
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| I'm allergic to you broke boys, we don’t get along
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| And my money like a wide receiver, 'cause it’s going long
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| I'm the nigga of the century, knew since elementary
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| She don’t give me time of day, but I know she will eventually
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| If you see me shining, don’t believe the diamonds
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| They deprive me of my happiness, I bought these to remind me
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| Diamonds they spin like Serato
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| Can’t go back to broke
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| Unfollowed all my friends
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| Who the hell do I know
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| Can’t go back to broke
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Use to take the bus to get to high school
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| Now I’m pulling up, Phantom, drop down in the drive-thru
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| Use to wake up starving, had no cash too
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| Now I’m at the jeweler adding fruity stones, what the bands do
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| Cycling the hoes that I ran through
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| Now I hit it once, I don’t want it 'less the pussy brand new
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| Started with a 8 ball, where that land you?
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| Look- lookin' like a lick, flip a brick, they can’t stand you
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| I just re’d up from my jeweler, Glam Boy don’t buss down the Mueller
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| Remind me of cookouts, back when, way back
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| Dippin' my hands in the cooler, remember amount on zero
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| Banking account on zero, now my wrist sub-zero
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| Diamonds they spin like Serato
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| Can’t go back to broke
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| Unfollowed all my friends
|
| Who the hell do I know
|
| Can’t go back to broke
|
| 'Cause my heart is hollow
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| 'Cause my heart is hollow
|
| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up
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| Broke up with the old me
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| Yeah, I had to glow up |