text: Yeah
  Real diamonds, real diamonds on me 
  Only real diamonds on me 
  I pull up, they see the AP 
  I got the time of the streets, yeah 
  Shit can get cold, ooh
  Stick to my vision, sail out on the road 
  Get it and go, yeah thats all that I know 
  Bout to go in, pardon my flow 
  Yeah
  Whippin a Bent, chauffeur the Rolls 
  Ice the Patek, icy the stones
  Mix the baguette, with them rose 
  I got a check, crush on the neck 
  Told her to fetch, hit like a wreck 
  Makin it stretch, already flex 
  I wanna sex, draw as a sketch 
  Before I dig in it, she already wet 
  A nigga play, we leave him right where we at 
  They pillow talking and I barely could chat
  She dont call me she gon send me a text 
  A nigga playin and a nigga get wack 
  She from LA and her pussy a snatch
  Knock her down and put that mouth on the latch
  Real diamonds, real diamonds on me 
  Only real diamonds on me 
  I pull up, they see the AP 
  I got the time of the streets, yeah 
  Shit can get cold 
  Stick to my vision, sail out on the road 
  Get it and go, yeah thats all that I know 
  Bout to go in, pardon my flow 
  Hopped up out the car like a superstar
  Had to drop a couple bars just to prove em wrong 
  They thought I only was gon dance, now they dance to my songs
  Turned em all Into fans, this what they waited for
  How could you hate on me 
  When I work hard seven days, all week?
  Some days I dont even eat or sleep
  Gotta hold down my family 
  Cant forget about my team 
  Real ones by my side 
  Its a cold world thats hard to find 
  Gotta have ones who ride, yeah
  Real diamonds, real diamonds on me 
  Only real diamonds on me 
  I pull up, they see the AP 
  I got the time of the streets, yeah 
  Shit can get cold 
  Stick to my vision, sail out on the road 
  Get it and go, yeah thats all that I know 
  Bout to go in, pardon my flow 
  Ha, all these diamonds on me 
  And all my diamonds on freeze 
  Racks poppin out my jeans 
  Got a cup full of Codeine 
  At night sometimes I cant sleep 
  Young nigga runnin on E 
  Baby girl, be my peace 
  From all this drama in these streets 
  And if they run up on me 
  Ima leave somethin on they teeth 
  Blood rushin down his teeth 
  I told you bout fuckin with me 
  Boy, you know Im headed to the top 
  Hell no boy I wont stop 
  Hey, young nigga gettin his guap 
  Nigga duckin all these cops
  Hey flex game proper 
  Pocket full of guap and so Im loadin these choppers 
  A nigga talkin down, so I throw em these blakkas
  Hey, Yella Michael Phelps, spent four on these goggles
  Four more on these joggers 
  Big dummy shackle 
  Young nigga puttin his poney bubbles
  Nigga wanna plex put a hoe in his wobble 
  Back in the day, show any robbers
  Ooh, flexin that aint nothin new 
  Put bout thirty thousand dollars in my tooth 
  You cant walk a mile up in my shoes
  Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh
  Real diamonds, real diamonds on me 
  Only real diamonds on me 
  I pull up, they see the AP 
  I got the time of the streets, yeah 
  Shit can get cold 
  Stick to my vision, sail out on the road 
  Get it and go, yeah thats all that I know 
  Bout to go in, pardon my flow 
  Cant lose
  Lil baby tired but theres nothing I cant get through 
  Made it far in this life that I didnt choose 
  I gotta pray, without faith you might lose