[Intro]
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus]
Since I was young, God, I always thought I was doin' things right
To all my niggas dead in jail, can you give 'em one more life?
That's a professional, I'm gettin' paid, ain't doin' no more fightin'
I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't buyin' more diamonds
Since I was young, God, I always thought I was doin' things right
To all my niggas dead in jail, can you give 'em one more life?
That's a professional, I'm gettin' paid, ain't doin' no more fightin'
I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't buyin' more diamonds
[Verse 1]
I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't buyin' more diamonds
Ready to dance so he ain't feelin' my slo-mo rhymin'
Stinc Team back home, so they can't do no more lyin'
These niggas ain't no pressure, 'cause they ain't buyin' no more diamonds
If it ain't 'bout the money, plеase hold your comments
Nigga act like hе can't locate the money like he broke his compass
Where you get that Glock with the beam and the scope? It's anonymous
All these niggas always lyin' 'bout this dough, I'm tired of it
I'm from the Stinc Team, we get racks, I'm proud of it
I been a joint, since middle school, I was clownin' on niggas
I'm not a bully, I'm the one they call to look down on niggas
Only time they can be tough when it's a crowd of 'em
I'ma just keep talkin' crazy 'cause they doubted us
I don't wanna see nothin' on my comments unless you proud of us
Shoutout to Stinc Team, we literally styled these niggas
"Who you talkin' 'bout, Ralfy?" Literally thousands of niggas
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus]
Since I was young, God, I always thought I was doin' things right
To all my niggas dead in jail, can you give 'em one more life?
That's a professional, I'm gettin' paid, ain't doin' no more fightin'
I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't buyin' more diamonds
Since I was young, God, I always thought I was doin' things right
To all my niggas dead in jail, can you give 'em one more life?
That's a professional, I'm gettin' paid, ain't doin' no more fightin'
I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't buyin' more diamonds
[Verse 1]
I'd be lyin' if I said I ain't buyin' more diamonds
Ready to dance so he ain't feelin' my slo-mo rhymin'
Stinc Team back home, so they can't do no more lyin'
These niggas ain't no pressure, 'cause they ain't buyin' no more diamonds
If it ain't 'bout the money, plеase hold your comments
Nigga act like hе can't locate the money like he broke his compass
Where you get that Glock with the beam and the scope? It's anonymous
All these niggas always lyin' 'bout this dough, I'm tired of it
I'm from the Stinc Team, we get racks, I'm proud of it
I been a joint, since middle school, I was clownin' on niggas
I'm not a bully, I'm the one they call to look down on niggas
Only time they can be tough when it's a crowd of 'em
I'ma just keep talkin' crazy 'cause they doubted us
I don't wanna see nothin' on my comments unless you proud of us
Shoutout to Stinc Team, we literally styled these niggas
"Who you talkin' 'bout, Ralfy?" Literally thousands of niggas
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