[Intro: Lord Diamonds]
You see it is what it is
You feel me
This song is true to my heart
[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
High life like Isadora wing
I got laureate rings
And velveting everything
Step gotta brand new spring
Put me on the front of your magazine
My wardrobe is like it’s from under the dimension you can’t even think
Alexander on the cuff link
Vera washing her face in a diamond sink
And I’m swinging hard like I hit the links
Diamond encrusted everything on me
I’m the freaky king
My mistress thing is key in the nude as she hand feeds me pecan free
Chin up boy if you wanna speak with me
My walk-in closet is a fashion house try to compete with me
The scenery, Topiary greenery
Still never wear any chaps but I’m still dressing so English-ly
These are so damn brand new they won’t be out soon
I dress to the sound of television on Marquee Moon
I’m so damn hocatour on the Boca shore
If I’m rocking fresh shit you got old manure
You see it is what it is
You feel me
This song is true to my heart
[Verse 1: Dylan Ross]
High life like Isadora wing
I got laureate rings
And velveting everything
Step gotta brand new spring
Put me on the front of your magazine
My wardrobe is like it’s from under the dimension you can’t even think
Alexander on the cuff link
Vera washing her face in a diamond sink
And I’m swinging hard like I hit the links
Diamond encrusted everything on me
I’m the freaky king
My mistress thing is key in the nude as she hand feeds me pecan free
Chin up boy if you wanna speak with me
My walk-in closet is a fashion house try to compete with me
The scenery, Topiary greenery
Still never wear any chaps but I’m still dressing so English-ly
These are so damn brand new they won’t be out soon
I dress to the sound of television on Marquee Moon
I’m so damn hocatour on the Boca shore
If I’m rocking fresh shit you got old manure
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