Cut Diamonds Lyrics

You know I'm pressure

How You pressure

Cause pressure gone make diamonds

Don't even ask me no questions

Ya already think I'm lying

I already learnt my little lesson

And I ain't gonna waste my time

I already did my little dirt

But you know this diamond gone shine

Remember I was running behind

21 I was back in my prime

2 kids I was on my grind

Got they back like they in my spine

Nigga really tried to take what's mine

Ever since been carrying a nine

Ain't trying to make his momma cry

But if he try he gonna touch the sky

Bitch You know I'm back with the dope

Na nigga I ain't talking about crack

Na nigga I'm just talking about rap

Most niggas round here just cap

Middle mans really think they can trap

Out here just selling that bap

Queen Latifah I'm keeping my strap

Set it off then I take them off the map

Yeah Big Zoe

Whatcha Know

I'm still 84

My jacket all gold

Underneath be the pole

My heart so cold

My wrist so froze

Get them highs for low

Found a seed made it grow

Ya already know how I get

Been this way since a jit

Made a hater pitch a fit

Still gonna knock it out the fence

Had to hit a home run

Make them plays then I'm done

Had to boost up my funds

Pockets Swole like Sh'ron

Imma go get me a bag

Nigga ain't going out sad

Uhh

4th Quater I'm on they ass

Nigga ain't taking no sack

Ran it up like a 40 yard dash

After that then I'm counting some cash

Tie up my cleats I'm finna go fast

Ricky Bobby You 1st or Your last

I'm turnt up I feel like a savage

Good daddy but I felt like a bastard

Heart cold it felt like Alaska

Ya own blood sell ya out like plasma

I took off I felt like NASA

Head start when I hit from the back

Big booty so I give it a smack

Real street and I'm speaking them facts

Left the bank and I'm still counting racks

Feet up and I still can't relax

Money up and I still gotta stack

Lows in come get you a pack

Highs too and I don't even tax

Pushing weight I don't have a max

No fronts I ain't cutting no slack

Bought them D's when I 1st got a Lac

Real Shit you come at my neck

Head shots if you wearing a vest

Dead broke had to sell my TEC

Down bad didn't have nothing left

Now I'm up and I'm beating my chest

Real G had to past that test

Flying colors you know I'm the best

Real Street and I don't have a set

Real Shit you come at my neck

Head shots if you wearing a vest

Dead broke had to sell my TEC

Down bad didn't have nothing left

Now I'm up and I'm beating my chest

Real G had to past that test

Flying colors you know I'm the best

Real Street and I don't have a set

You know I'm pressure

How You pressure

Cause pressure gone make diamonds

Don't even ask me no questions

Ya already think I'm lying

I already learnt my little lesson

And I ain't gonna waste my time

I already did my little dirt

But you know this diamond gone shine

Remember I was running behind

21 I was back in my prime

2 kids I was on my grind

Got they back like they in my spine

Nigga really tried to take what's mine

Ever since been carrying a nine

Ain't trying to make his momma cry

But if he try he gonna touch the sky