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[Intro]
You’re the king
It ain’t but two things people tryna do to ya
They either bowin’ to you, or they tryna taken you down (Ha)
One of the two

[Chorus]
Black and white diamonds, it’s fuck segregation
Bentley was the glow-up, but the Rolls was more spacious
Fourteen karat gold, got this ho in amazement
I link all my hoes out in private locations
When your life up-forward, you get more expectations
Seven years ago, I was submittin’ applications
I’ve got enough saved for, like, four generations
When you rich and bored, you take hoes on vacation
I just want your throat, I don’t want no relations
Watch out ’cause these hoes’ll have you burnt like cremation
Sippin’ on this lean, havin’ slow conversations
I believe envy was a poor man’s creation

[Verse]
Hope she got a twin, she came with variations
She know I’m a vibe, she love our situation
Fuck you good, but I don’t need more obligations
She nothin’ like my last one, there’s no correlation
My new bitch so fine, she came with a citation
'Shrooms every week, she said she love my vibrations
You fuck a lame nigga, that’s a cool violation
You gon’ have to come up with a good explanation
I done came a long way, I’ve been in God’s graces
Came up out the dirt, all the trials, tribulations
Fuck the ones that doubted, this a whole celebration
They’d take a shot for me, just like immunisation
We fuck hoes together, got a good lil’ rotation
Shawty, you a vibe, I can’t even explain it
Lil’ nigga, stay focused on your destination
You’ve just gotta know that you’re headin’ for greatness
It’s gon’ take a while, you’ve gotta have a lil’ patience
Keep your head high, so you don’t have limitations
Always be yourself, niggas whole imitations
I’ve got this lil’ bitch, and they be more horned than Raven
Got another one out in Connecticut, New Haven
Said she got a girl, I’m tryna add her to the equation
Grippin’ on that plastic, get your ass kicked like Raiden
Rockstar life, I could’ve joined Iron Maiden

[Chorus]
Black and white diamonds, it’s fuck segregation
Bentley was the glow-up, but the Rolls was more spacious
Fourteen karat gold, got this ho in amazement
I link all my hoes out in private locations
When your life up-forward, you get more expectations
Seven years ago, I was submittin’ applications
I’ve got enough saved for, like, four generations
When you rich and bored, you take hoes on vacation
I just want your throat, I don’t want no relations
Watch out ’cause these hoes’ll have you burnt like cremation
Sippin’ on this lean, havin’ slow conversations
I believe envy was a poor man’s creation