This is a song about "Dimonds in the dust"

As soon as a nigga cross you you better leave him right in the dust

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

Swept out of your life, like the dust on the floor

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

It'll be like nothing to us but dust,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Wow, that hook sucked, yo throw it in the dust

Fuck the song to dust till theyre like "where the track at?"

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

With some white dust from wings i crushed back in the knack/ and a rack of spices i pour on top/

That dirt path that gets dust in my eyes

Picture me lettin this chump survive

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Behind in the dust, left in disgust, like the rest of us