| Yeah, this that shit for your two seater
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| When you got that bad bitch right beside you
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| Kna' I’m sayin'
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| It’s DIEMON kna' I’m sayin'
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| My nigga Russ kna' I’m sayin'
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| He killin' the beats kna' I’m sayin'
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| The hooks, the verses, all that
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| My nigga Dartlin
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| My nigga Jalil nigga
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| That nigga Bugus on their too kna' I’m sayin'
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| Came through, held it down, ya kna' I’m sayin'
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| Brought some L’s too
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| Uh, ok it started back in high school
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| Wasn’t smoking weed
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| Cause all my beats would get me high fool
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| And it’s the same now, the weed just elevates it
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| Puts me in a spaceship
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| Man this kush has got me faceless
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| Anyways, I made a choice to find my passion
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| Voiced it into action
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| I was poised but never passive
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| I went after it and then I mastered it
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| But Imma' play until my name is in the Raptors bitch
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| Cause I’m a prodigy
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| You ought to be
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| Astonished at my odyssey
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| Made my own policy
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| I don’t need apologies
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| I just need a pile of cheese
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| So I can take a breather
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| Yeah got this pile of weed
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| I still my need some reefer
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| So roll it up, roll it up
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| Almost there, tok it up
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| Stay away from hoes tryna hold you down to hold you up
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| Yeah you get that?
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| I said stay away from hoes tryna hold you down to hold you up
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma' be a star that’s real I know
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma' be a star that’s real I know
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| I’m feeling like it’s go time
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| I’m nineteen it’s show time
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| I might scream
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| If your lines
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| Get my cream
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| I’ll go find a pipe dream
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| Cause I don’t really think you’re fucking with me
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| I’m talking to the whole world you ain’t fucking with me
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| So sit tight, make sure you got your grip right
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| Hold on to your spot cause the flop flops this night
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| It flips like
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| Money in my hand you a dumby cause you can be
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| I think it’s funny get fucked like a Plan B
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| Cause if you can’t see that Imma' be the greatest
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| You need to press play on the whole DIEMON playlist
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| Like damn, sit back and smoke a blunt
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| I made 60 beats in the past 3 months
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| So I don’t give a fuck
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| I work hard to be cocky
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| You gonna' have to work twice as hard just to stop me
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| But even at that, I’ll be feeling myself
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| Cause the money I make, yeah I did it myself bitch
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma' be a star that’s real I know
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma' be a star that’s real I know
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| Uh, no matter what Imma' be rich forever
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| So I might as well help a couple birds find a feather
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| Then proceed to go
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| Down the easy road
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| Cause in the past I would pass on my speaking roll
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| But now I’m acting in my own play
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| Racking up my own plays
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| Laughing cause rapping like
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| What happened to the old days
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| But fuck my old ways
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| I’m sippin' on some gochay
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| And watchin' haters from my class pack the whole place out
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| It’s gold plates now on the ride shit
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| Fly in the sky 'til you die from that high shit
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| And yeah I buy shit for all the times I couldn’t
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| I’m young, rich and reckless so I’m doing what I shouldn’t, bitch
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma' be a star that’s real I know
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma' be a star that’s real I know
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma be a star that’s real I know
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| I don’t wanna' let this feeling go
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| The sky is the limit cause the ceilings low
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| I’ma be a star that’s real I know |