Crooked I - Diamond In the Back lyrics

[feat. K-Young] I got my whole hood rolling right behind me Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I'm singing, oh, oh, oh Ah, diamond in the back, sun roof top, come on You know the rest, homey, you know the west Sticky dope put a hole in your chest We grow the best, cob rep the code to the d**h, with no regrets I'm a fully loaded rock star, uzzi keep shooting at you snitches in the cop car Louie V, Hewie P Newton, the Oxy pill … House n***a, I was in the cotton field, now I'm bout to clock a mill Presidential rollie sh** with that Baraca pill I ball it, kick it, like I'm on a … soccer field Wonder Pac would feel? How would big papa feel? To know it's still real n***as counting dollar bills And I keep a loaded chopper for you dirty ba*tards Cause the beat to murder rap you gotta murder rappers Leave you leaning like some purple… Million dollar story hoe, this the early chapter I got my whole hood rolling right behind me In the coop with the seat back is where you find me If you ain't got your money up, never mind me I got my whole hood rolling right behind me Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I'm singing, oh, oh, oh I hang with gang bangers and some crazy a** white dudes n***a with an attitude, rappers think they ice cube But I seen your kind of soft … like my junior I'ma call you high-school, aight? True or false, before your album dropped Tell me was you a boss? You say yeah, that's a** the foolest as the j**ish cross You don't even believe it Got me wondering who the f** you are when your music's off For what it's worth I still recall, eating a … still manage to do my work … now they call me el hefe, I learned Spanish I be lying if I say the money make the hurt vanish But it helps when these hoes s** a boss player Still love black women, f** John Mayer I got a white girl, fat a**, blonde hair We make good music every time I … I got my whole hood rolling right behind me In the coop with the seat back is where you find me If you ain't got your money up, never mind me I got my whole hood rolling right behind me Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I'm singing, oh, oh, oh And the beat goes on, no sleep, been in the streets so long Mama called me like please go home Mama I need to get these c notes on See I'm all about action and less hoping Better die with my smith and wess smoking or having s** stroking Just joking…know I'm not Life was a …when I left her, she had her legs open And on my tomb stone, tell them put st st Cob till I diem y n***a, st, st … ironic, a stand up n***a, but still the chairman I got my whole hood rolling right behind me In the coop with the seat back is where you find me If you ain't at your money up, never mind me I got my whole hood rolling right behind me Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I'm singing, oh, oh, oh Music is my life, st st, cob, st, st