CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Money, Diamonds & Violence
I ain't gone tell them to blow all they money on no jewelry
You see that house yo momma live in, I'm tryna buy that b*t*h
You see him posted on the gram but he ain't buying sh*t
A few pics and videos could have the world tricked
A few racks, a new bag could get yo girl hit
It's real crazy man this world that we live in
They like, "all he talk about is money, diamonds and violence"
But I'm really preaching bout what's going on around me
And they really picked up my brother for a body
And that other sh*t that happened, I don't about it
I handle it when it happen, that's how I go about it
Bеtter stand up on your word, don't be no hoe about it
My lil woadiе gotta shotty, he be slammin sh*t like Jordan
Turn my phone off when it's murder, that hoe Siri won't record me
Had to post up with no coat when it cold but it was working
Ain't no holiday, ain't no birthday when the pack in we be working
I don't care if he [?] he got money we gone serve him
I don't question god, I feel like if it's dead he deserved it
Took my life out the streets, put it on beats, guess that's my purpose
Keep it real on every song, guessing that's my purpose
[Open Verse]
You see that house yo momma live in, I'm tryna buy that b*t*h
You see him posted on the gram but he ain't buying sh*t
A few pics and videos could have the world tricked
A few racks, a new bag could get yo girl hit
It's real crazy man this world that we live in
They like, "all he talk about is money, diamonds and violence"
But I'm really preaching bout what's going on around me
And they really picked up my brother for a body
And that other sh*t that happened, I don't about it
I handle it when it happen, that's how I go about it
Bеtter stand up on your word, don't be no hoe about it
My lil woadiе gotta shotty, he be slammin sh*t like Jordan
Turn my phone off when it's murder, that hoe Siri won't record me
Had to post up with no coat when it cold but it was working
Ain't no holiday, ain't no birthday when the pack in we be working
I don't care if he [?] he got money we gone serve him
I don't question god, I feel like if it's dead he deserved it
Took my life out the streets, put it on beats, guess that's my purpose
Keep it real on every song, guessing that's my purpose
[Open Verse]
