$ouled Out

[Intro] DJ CAPCOM.. Yea.. Niggas feel like we in North right now man Nigga, like I'll kill you niggas off right now nigga I heard bands a make her.. I heard bands a make her dance [Verse 1: Rocky Diamonds] Uh, look.. Dear mama your son is older I handle it like a soldier In this bitch 'til its over I couldn't be any closer The dream is still alive as long as my brothers breathing Rookie on the roster, I'm just trying to start my season But who do I believe in? The game is so misleadin' Faithful is not an option when bitches is cool with cheatin' I'm in this bitch like I'm fuckin', them niggas okay with leavin' I told her to keep suckin', you can get back to the breathin', oh In My Lifetime, I Swear I Got More Done When I Was Unsigned The grind turned the industry to lunchtime Tell me what you eatin' bro Erryday I see exactly what I'm dreaming tho Keep a dutch rolled up, keep a deuce po'd up I don't need a fo, it don't take much for me to slow up Young skinny nigga, do it big tho Crazy cuz I ain't even the person I like fo La familia stay turnin' the city up Same niggas who rockin' be the ones who used to envy us But it's all love, you finally found yourself I'm finally in the ring and I finally got the belt Feelin' like Floyd, nigga I'm on It's like a muhfuckin iPhone to a Droid... (God damn) Damn, And Lord knows that I'm the truth You know, we communicate every time I'm in the booth And I remember when I rockin' the Dino Now I got fans of Diamond Life in Ohio Keepin' shit G like I post with the Disciples I could spit my whole album with my right hand on The Bible, (Yaheard? Damn..) And that's the muhfuckin truth homie We keep them shooters outside like Luke Longley I grab a dollar whenever I feel lonely Hakunah-Matata, got some monsters that'll kill for me (Damn..) Time is money, bitches want my time Fuck the bullshit, just respect the grind Look.. I'm a youngin and I made it homie Ho, I'm like a scale, got you waitin' on me Hahaha Yeea [Outro] Riding low With your ho Blowing dro Gettin' dough You niggas know, oh That's how it goes, bang.. Bullet holes, damn.. Funerals, no Why'd he have to go, damn.. Your mom keep cryin', damn.. My niggas, not lyin', damn.. Shells stay flyin', damn.. Your whole side keep dyin' This shit is not a war We got guns, you niggas whores Knockin' at you door with fourty-four four fours, damn Get wild All you niggas whack This shit is past rap I'm past facts, nigga