Yeah, should I pull down my trousers and throw up gang signs or
Perform to a crowd that's got their hands high? Sure
We're diamonds in the dirt by a land mine
The amount of lives we're losing over land is at a landslide, yeah
Still I roll in my diamonds, I'm the son of a gun, don't kill me for shining
Don't kill me for rising
I swear every time my phone's going off today, it's pissing me off
Man, I should turn it off today cause I'm just going off today
I told a gyal about a bumbaclart
But little does she know that she broke my heart
I'm riding round looking heartless in my skin
Circle full of fire, try and put on my ring
See, we can go to dinner and do all them nice things
But she might put me off if she don't wanna put in
I heard beauty's skin-deep and I can see it now
Hundred bags later, can I see a pound?

I just don't know

I hear the label ain't feeling my wave no more
See, I just keep recording, I don't play no more
The fans have been patient, they can't wait no more
I'm from a bottomless pit where they didn't make no floors
And it's a dog eat dog world, and I don't rate your paws
And all the big fish have to take on Jaws
And I've been snapping on 'em, dropped out meat, I'm eating snapper on 'em
Match goal, keep a clean sheet and look dapper on 'em
Man don't send me shit beats cause I ain't rapping on 'em
Fans ain't heard us be frank since Channel Orange