Diamond Life

Diamond life, sugar baby we dynamite,

Playboys and socialites, young n flyy flyy flyy

1989: No pressure, but to the best that´s in my section

Levels of a professional, skip school, create my own lessons

Confessions of a mad rapper, music´s got me wrapped up

Green strecthing only leads to red stretchers

He´s next in line for the blessing, get your mind off mine,

Hustle something and stop relying on mine, molding a lesson while u letting time fly by

At age 17 addicted to ink, a rap fiend who had money dreams, my taste of fame couldn´t compare to what I´d seen

Them dying, government lying´, all for that paper cheese

Mom´s cryin, watching her only son through TV, MTV, BET

He on now, wipe me down, no longer fighting thru the crowd

I control the crowd, how you like me now? Woww

Chorus:

Diamond life, sugar baby we dynamite,

Playboys and socialites, young n flyy flyy flyy

(2x)

Back to the cold, motivational roads

No guidance, just violence and probational homes

Thinking my hot routes is all out, music gotta be my way out

Family gathered around I gotta make ´em proud,

Pops propped in the penitentiary laid out, hoping his son feel under a different cloud

I´m speaking directly into the crowd, nothing but personal, just thought you´d want to know the person

Far from perfect, but nearly word perfect

Must be he, rate him on the scale from one to me

Me equaling greatness, one equalling every ten haters

The rest couldn´t make it due to unlikely behavior,

So be patient or end up the next patient

Emergency room, newspaper, the new rappers call ´em straight actors

Music wise, they playing safety and I´m shootin off safety

Aiming for greatness,

Chorus:

Diamond life, sugar baby we dynamite,

Playboys and socialites, young n flyy flyy flyy

(2x)

Now everybody wear your game face (Dynamite)

Forget everybody just do what he say

They wanna move like, they wanna be like, you can do it just like

(x)

Chorus:

Diamond life, sugar baby we dynamite,

Playboys and socialites, young n flyy flyy flyy

(2x)

Cash stacking like tetris, his youthful efervesance

No army arsenals, I´m only secret weapon

Get the message I´m getting C.R.E.A.M. like a nestle,

Welcome, Compton´s Armageddon.