Pressure Makes Diamonds

[Intro]

Ayy

Baby, it's my turn (It's my turn)

I feel that pain inside my chest but it ain't heartburn

Treat your bitch like an asshole, she think I'm Mike Sherm

He just a lil' caterpillar, he ain't Big Worm

No Klondikes, she just gon' do it for the bag

Thinkin' 'bout how they just tried to play me, it's gon' make me mad

Thinkin' 'bout how I'm gon' flex, I'm finna beat these niggas' ass

Every time I'm in the stu' I feel like Dexter in the lab

Everybody changin' on me, you could hear it in my songs

Tired of all this fake love, they only love you when you gone

In that cell, thе best news is findin' out you goin' home

I apprеciate the bitches that put money on they phone

I appreciate this bag, this shit get me in my zone

I appreciate my jeweler, he know I don't need no loans

Tell her roll this grabba leaf 'cause we ain't smokin' on no cones

She can throw that shit back when it's just me and Mrs. Jones

Feel like Thor, play with somethin' that I love, I bring thunder (I bring thunder)

All my niggas 'bout a bag, we talk numbers

Why your nigga really think he finna ball with no jumper?

With this stick I'm the shit, I ain't talkin' no plunger