Intro
Broke boy
I ain't had shit I been a broke boy
Put my mind to it now I'm woke boy
They was sleeping on me now they woke boy
All this pressure weighing down on my soul
I know everything that glitters ain't gold
Heard my aunt passed just a couple days ago
Shit, couldn't even make it to the funeral
It feel like I'm on a path that's chosen
My loved ones left me cold and frozen
Kush cloud in the room marijuana smoking
Stare in the mirror like we're so this
I got different women trying to give a dog a bone
Give them no reply I don't feel nothing for them
I know they be out here always creeping on the low
You can never play me man I seen it all before
Came from the bottom know I had to shine
Motherfuck the other side
We can never reconcile
We don't feel em energies never lie
I been living like I'm running out of time
You just trying to stay alive
Running out of time
You just trying to stay alive
Lately I been on the road more than I been home
I can't lie these days it's really starting to take its toll
I left as a boy so it's a man that's coming home
All these pressures I done had to face alone
Pressure make diamonds
Pressure make diamonds
Niggas can't stop my shine
Niggas wanna stop my shine
Pressure make diamonds
Pressure make diamonds
Niggas wanna stop my shine
Niggas can't stop my shine
Pressure make diamonds
Pressure make diamonds
Niggas can't stop my shine
Niggas wanna stop my shine
Pressure make diamonds
Pressure make diamonds
Niggas wanna stop my shine
Niggas can't stop my shine
Pressure make
Lately I don't even feel like myself
I been all by myself yeah
Lately I don't even feel like myself
I been all by myself
Go on step aside for the man of the moment
Thinking you special must be joking
Jokes aside fucking with my money now
That's the one thing that make me bonkers
Mixtape modes swear I been on it now
Got drive man I had to show for it now
Presidential bottle I'm pouring now
Huh what goes around
Fuck it you know how the saying goes
Two days in the same clothes
Been a year since I been home
But look mama your son home
Smoke marijuana I'm blowing
Dawg I never met my niggas flow
I swear my life like a show huh
I pray the fake get exposed huh
Why they acting like they knew me
Nah nigga this a new me
Dripping in diamonds need that jewelry
Focus the finest piece of coochie
But instead I'm drinking and driving in a hook
Dripping and trying on a dum
Plotting and planning how to make a milli off these rhymes
Swear I got to do it oh Lord