[Intro]
Phew
Phew, blrr
(DeepHartt beats)

[Chorus]
She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (Woah)
She hate that me be totin’ a nine when I ride ’round
I swear that your love hard to find now where I’m from (I’m from)
I got some niggas doin’ time on a cellblock
With Johnny, duck these police sirens (Woo, woo)
You do it, better do it silent (Silent)
Ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (Yeah)
Ayy, we made a vibe, can’t drop a dime, we won’t tell cops

[Verse 1]
Just a year ago my life was good, now I got all thеse problems
I made it out thе hood, but my career seem like it slowly follow
I swear my soul misunderstood, might be the reason I got codeine problems
Sometimes I feel like I can’t do it, I hit my knees and send a pray to Allah
I f*ck with lil’ shorty, she say she gonna scoop the bill dollars
And if I die before you make it, promise you won’t forgive what I taught ya
Hard to survive, so I stay faded off this codeine mixed up with narcotics
Once where I got her, had to face it, one daily hit, you gone tomorrow
I’ma leave that round and throw my mind ’cause I gotta make it home to my dollars
I know my life be on the line, so I never move ‘less I’m with them shottas
I see the time, look at my eyes and my grandma say that she see a star
If I write a book, it’ll be on some war shit
She got me hooked up down, lil’ shorty gorgeous
I send a shout-out to my mama ’cause she never thought about abortion
I’m drippin’ sauce in my pijamas while blowin’ up with them brand-new Jordans
Sometimes I reached out with a Carter I bought her, that’s what these niggas look
It’s perfect timin’ on that new Audemars, remember I couldn’t afford it
[Chorus]
She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (Woah)
She hate that me be totin’ a nine when I ride ’round
I swear that your love hard to find now where I’m from (I’m from)

I got some niggas doin’ time on a cellblock
With Johnny, duck these police sirens (Woo, woo)
You do it, better do it silent (Silent)
Ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (Yeah)
Ayy, we made a vibe, can’t drop a dime, we won’t tell cops

[Verse 2]
Yeah, baby, I’m the problem, I’m just tryna reduce it
Feel like I’m right back at the bottom, I can’t win from this losin’
She from the hood, but she a model, so I drip her in Gucci
I roll with the kush smoke with her mama, damn, I f*ck with Miss Suzan
I ain’t got no time for all that drama, that toxic shit was gon’ lose me
I do the dash inside this ‘Vert, I can’t get caught with this Uzi
I put some racks inside your purse, like, “Go and blow it in Louis”
Can’t sell no crack, I’m thirty-thirty ‘less you clutchin’ a toolie
I put my heart in every verse, you know my life like a movie
Can’t even talk ’bout who we murk, you know my life Call of Duty
Four rounds, it’s filled with them gunners, I think they tryna do me
I thank you for believin’ in me, I’m not talkin’ ’bout Toosii
Um, fast car skrrt-skrrt when I skrrt off the block
If a nigga run up, we gon’ put him on FOX
Broke up in all hundreds, we knock a few dollars
Real dad, headhunter, got to blick up my drawers
Boss talk, one-fifty, tryna get her knocked off
Is it my neck or my wrist or the with it, the glisten the reason that she love?
[Chorus]
She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (Woah)
She hate that me be totin’ a nine when I ride ’round
I swear that your love hard to find now where I’m from (I’m from)
I got some niggas doin’ time on a cellblock
With Johnny, duck these police sirens (Woo, woo)
You do it, better do it silent (Silent)
Ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (Yeah)
Ayy, we made a vibe, can’t drop a dime, we won’t tell cops

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these lyrics are submitted by HNHH3
Songwriter(s): DeepHartt, Prod Frank, Quando Rondo

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