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Diamoexplainnds hang around my neck, the crib is all finished No love for these bitches I said this year it's all business It is a shame that a couple of 'em are off limits No offence to my nigga, it's just the industry is small We all lust for the same women You know the ones we saw before we came in it I know he ain't trippin' I know I got a couple things that lil' wayne dipped in Ain't ashamed to admit it, I be the same with it This shit is all about hits and misses The ones that you fuck and the ones that you wife up Don't let them fuck your life up Half a mill to perform, I can't let them fuck that shit up Plus I love the way my middle name looks when it's lit up Jim moore got me dressing like a leading man A little favour for a friend when I need a hand Young frank, suits cut right always Just got a couple warhol's for my hallways New verses crush the hood like I'm driving into something Bitches on the kid like I'm iverson of something Like a sixer, since I sold 680 in my first Drizzy drake, the only one that got the gift without the curse Swag!