Now or Never

(Yo, Vicky) (Xclusive made this) Diamonds dancin', automatic Bust alone but stuck in sadness I made it out without the box and the grave Somehow that still don't matter I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder Sometimes I feel like I be hustlin' backwards I ain't got no trust, that's for a bitch or a nigga Tell 'em stay out my way Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried I would prolly be a millionaire (yeah) I would prolly be a trillionaire (oh) Two double cups and Adderall, sometimes I feel like God, I finally done lost it Gotta pay the cost to be the boss so I'm like, "What it's gon' cost?" Most of these niggas filled with flaws so I don't want 'em around me These bitches easily give up draws and I'd be damned if they clown me I need a bitch who want for me like, f*ck that, get her a round trip B and a stick right by the tree like we don't want 'em around him These bitches all for you and me, she eat the meat then she outta here I spit my life all on these beats to see if you feel how I feel Why the f*ck I'm seekin' for your love and I'm not lovin' myself? After you leave, I'm just gon' thug, I don't want nobody else We watched them bleed all in the streets, he play with us then it's death I need that Percocets in me, just like a smoker need meth We ain't murked 'em yet but you gon' see he goin' under my belt I can't keep fuckin' with lil' shawty, shit ain't good for my health Palm Angel denim, Mike Amiri, only thing that I wear Boy, you a snake that's filled with venom, up and aim at your hair Diamonds dancin', automatic Bust alone but stuck in sadness I made it out without the box and the grave Somehow that still don't matter I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder Sometimes I feel like I be hustlin' backwards I ain't got no trust, that's for a bitch or a nigga Tell 'em stay out my way Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried I would prolly be a millionaire (yeah) I would prolly be a trillionaire (oh) I cut you off without no scissors Tell me why the f*ck lil' shawty keep callin'? It's different levels to the system, on my own, I've been ballin' Clutchin' my metal, tinted windows, five percent when I'm rollin' Trappin' ain't dead, these niggas scared, I'm tryna bust it wide open Right now, shit movin' slow motion, but I can't trip I'm steady pourin' out my pain in this soda potion I sip The glizzy gang, don't ever ask if I'm totin', it's on my hip 60 Gang, I really love, rich and rollin', but you ain't real I got a fetish for them hoes who don't love me Whole time you in it for them fuckin' racks I see y'all niggas be fuckin' with niggas, knowin' they some fuckin' rats I see y'all niggas be lovin' women, be fuckin' when they turn their back And we on go when I turn on the map, my heart so cold and I can't even cap Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried I would prolly be a billionaire I would prolly be a billionaire Diamonds dancin', automatic Bust alone but stuck in sadness I made it out without the box and the grave Somehow that still don't matter I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder Sometimes I feel like I be hustlin' backwards I ain't got no trust, that's for a bitch or a nigga Tell 'em stay out my way Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried I would prolly be a millionaire (yeah) I would prolly be a trillionaire (oh)