Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold
This verse may not be gold, it probably wont ever be sold, because this world is cold,
I am only a man and i don't know what to think
No diamonds on my neck, but best believe its on my checklist
But like the diamonds and gold
Where i from, it get cold
Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate
I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
Dreams of the world, diamonds rubies
I ain't bullshitting my raps diamonds they glisten
And last but not least please don't tell no one
So much black on it look like i'm mining coal, call fire control,
Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll
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