Dancing Diamonds Lyrics

In my city you know where Ima be

Sitting back in my seat

Dancing Diamonds on me

Always flowing like a breeze

Think it's time to get the cheese

Work and grind this shit ain't free

Kill my time, well Rest In Peace

.50 in my hand

You're a little fucking fan

Taking my girl to neverland

Just like I'm Peter Pan

Calling my phone everyday

Missing my voice then you start to complain

Missing a call couldn't calk back at all

Together forever baby

We're never ever gonna fall

To many songs on my mind

It's kinda hard to kill my grind

Shit is easy all the time

When my brain a nursery rhyme

Couldn't sing for any price

But I could rap my whole life

Some of this don't needa write

But I don't wanna fuck it up

'Cause Really feel I might

Really don't know what I'm after

Talk all the time but ima disaster

People see through me like I'm Casper

Think I needa talk to the pastor

I I don't go to church

Addicted to the craft

Have some shit I never had

Dropped an album made a bag

Waking up hella mad

Independent a little sad

Always good never bad

In my city you know where Ima be

Sitting back in my seat

Dancing Diamonds on me

Always flowing like a breeze

Think it's time to get the cheese

Work and grind this shit ain't free

Kill my time, well Rest In Peace

In my city you know where Ima be

Sitting back in my seat

Dancing Diamonds on me

Always flowing like a breeze

Think it's time to get the cheese

Work and grind this shit ain't free

Kill my time, well Rest In Peace

Haters are your biggest fans

Haters don't even got no friends

I would rather spin a Benz

Capture life in every lens

Wanna chill I don't got plans

So come on over baby and we could jam

Ima keep it grooving who In

Always be improving to win

Kasim stay producing to in

To attached to the passion prove it

Gonna wait till the cash in screw it

Break the rules always have been

Got the first blade like I'm Dean

Keep it real nah keep it mean

Speaking of real faded teen

I'm the one your wanting to be

Lyrical Artist give me a scene

Your favorite rapper is sipping on lean

Your favorite rapper popping them beans

The fact you think mumble shit is rap

Take it back

When it wasn't slinging crack

Back when hip hop wasn't trash

Back when that shit didn't crash

Rap is fake word to drake

I'm going god mode

You got nothing to say

I can prove you wrong any time and any place

In my city you know where Ima be

Sitting back in my seat

Dancing Diamonds on me

Always flowing like a breeze

Think it's time to get the cheese

Work and grind this shit ain't free

Kill my time, well Rest In Peace