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Dana Tremble
Dana Tremble
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Diamonds cover my arm, I've been real from the start, why I make it this far
I've been playing my part, can't believe what I saw, almost puked when I heard
I jumped straight in the streets, I didn't even see the curb
It's another one, it's another gun
I done run it up in a couple months
Throw some bandies up, gotta live it up
You ain't did enough, you should give it up
This watch, it ain't shit, it just cost me a hit
This bitch cost me a brick, yeah, that cost you yo bitch
Got some thousands on fits, in your town with some sticks
I came in from the back, I'm alive with the stick
Diamonds endeavour, leave America
I done run it up in an Acura
With the biggest gun and a passenger
Send the package in, I can handle it
And I get my king on that stuff till I seen me a brick
Yeah, that still need a hunnid, that still ain't enough
I invested in guns, I pull 30's on all of them guns
I'm like fuck it, it's not good enough
On my block going fifty, ain't no way I'm stopping
No need come around, we ain't killing the clock
And my bro could be there 'round me, out with his egg on me
Rollin' the rock when I see you the opp
I can use some more sticks
Tell them to send more bricks
I can't beef on lower shit
Steppin' in Dior kicks
Hangin' with my lower bitch
I'm off of them pills, she off of them meals
I'm fuckin' her good, she broke on my heel
Her man is a bitch, I feel like a hero
Oh, this shit can get lethal, my lifestyle illegal
Diamonds cover my arm, I've been real from the start, why I make it this far
I've been playing my part, can't believe what I saw, almost puked when I heard
I jumped straight in the streets, I didn't even see the curb
It's another one, it's another gun
I done run it up in a couple months
Throw some bandies up, gotta live it up
You ain't did enough, you should give it up
This shit easy to get, it's just harder to manage
If I don't got my gun, I start sweatin' and panic
That shit I got on you can't fire automatic
Can't walk in the moshpit, 4K on the exit
Ain't with Amiri stuff, and my Rollie bust
Getting scary bruh, hear they order up
Tryin' to switch it up, talking truth or somethin'
Put them jingles up, go on and live it up
She pretty, I hit from the front
Yeah, I do what I wanted for you, I'ma make sure you cum
Out here having some fun, I want head when I'm done
Fuck her friend from the back, she ain't slide me next day
And the back of that ass, pussy good and she fell for me good and she quiet with it
Keep my gun on me, she gonna ride with it
Fuck that rod, just slide on it
She a freak but that vibe in it
Yo, unless you watch out or these bitches go crazy
I'm all in the club and jaded up with 380
Might take something home and go half on this baby
On second thought, I might go chill with my lady
This shit really is real, gang really at odds
Them hoes really is real, tell them leave me alone
Run that money up, leave them bitties on
Somethin' like fifty rounds, I'ma get 'em gone
Diamonds cover my arm, I've been real from the start, why I make it this far
I've been playing my part, can't believe what I saw, almost puked when I heard
I jumped straight in the streets, I didn't even see the curb
It's another one, it's another gun
I done run it up in a couple months
Throw some bandies up, gotta live it up
You ain't did enough, you should give it up
Written by: Dana Tremble
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