[Intro]
The, uh, infestation of diamonds
I was an influencer
I'm a hustler
You know? Uh, I feel like a guy with quality in my life
And I feel that, uh—
[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]
Slow motion, hoes strollin' where they smoke potion
Ashy sherm heads runnin' naked like it's no lotion
I hit the hood and play the part, this shit was dry like it's no ocean
On the PCH, I make a right and then I hit Ocean
Pop in and I say, "What up?" to Al, it's been a long moment
Lost focus, readjust my lens, now my 4s coastin'
'88 5.0 like my horse smokin'
Fishtailin', I be in the wind like my ship sailin'
I be off the grid, that's how I live, that's where I've been lately
Ben Franklin, he was always bool, he bought mе steak dinners
Walkin' through the grass and losе your life, that's where the snakes slither
Ten toes on the pavement, real player like my name etched in (Woah)
No Etch-a-Sketchin', hangin' was my main profession
Gang injunctions, God just sent me bullets and a prison sentence
Feel my praises when I hit the room, I be real respected
And I be in the hood with all the homies like I never left 'em
[Interlude: Jay Worthy, Larry June]
It's real life Worthy, you know what I'm sayin'?
P Worthy, the street legend, you know what I mean?
Gotta stay solid, gotta stay in it
No bake shit, no yeast shit allowed, members only (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
The, uh, infestation of diamonds
I was an influencer
I'm a hustler
You know? Uh, I feel like a guy with quality in my life
And I feel that, uh—
[Verse 1: Jay Worthy]
Slow motion, hoes strollin' where they smoke potion
Ashy sherm heads runnin' naked like it's no lotion
I hit the hood and play the part, this shit was dry like it's no ocean
On the PCH, I make a right and then I hit Ocean
Pop in and I say, "What up?" to Al, it's been a long moment
Lost focus, readjust my lens, now my 4s coastin'
'88 5.0 like my horse smokin'
Fishtailin', I be in the wind like my ship sailin'
I be off the grid, that's how I live, that's where I've been lately
Ben Franklin, he was always bool, he bought mе steak dinners
Walkin' through the grass and losе your life, that's where the snakes slither
Ten toes on the pavement, real player like my name etched in (Woah)
No Etch-a-Sketchin', hangin' was my main profession
Gang injunctions, God just sent me bullets and a prison sentence
Feel my praises when I hit the room, I be real respected
And I be in the hood with all the homies like I never left 'em
[Interlude: Jay Worthy, Larry June]
It's real life Worthy, you know what I'm sayin'?
P Worthy, the street legend, you know what I mean?
Gotta stay solid, gotta stay in it
No bake shit, no yeast shit allowed, members only (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
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