Will Killmonger - Diamonds

Everything feels real again
A nigga is finally out of his head
A nigga is ready to speak again
Despite this dystopia created through constant dread
Studious, relentlessly courteous Myself again
Phoenix rising from the dust
Feels like my life was reset
to a preset of me at four
Only difference is I'm a grown man now
Relearning learning that each level of life has a new fucking door
And by my own accord, I'm chasing the money
I saw the fam again, flooding memories Came back to me, it's kinda funny
I started to remember my persona,
my being and all my dreams
I'm finally working on some new shit to make
some money trees To make some money trees
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin my soul
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin' my soul
College funky, tryna get back up
A music-loving man, using talent to get bands
And some fans that demand an album and a single
And then I get some catches and I mingle
Tryna live comfortable, pay off these bills
Make a little extra so I'm sleeping on hills
of diamonds and gold And then I get these checks and I fold em
Sign em', deposit, then I get a profit
The reality is, I'm poor
I barely got food in the fridge
And I stumbled in college so I almost fell off the ridge
But I'm slowly coming back stronger than before
And if you don't like that homie, well don't let me stop you There's the fucking door
Bruh, this isn't a game I don't got time to be entertaining you lames
I'm tryna get these diamonds I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds I gotta put in this work without sellin
my soul I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin' my soul
But yeah man, that's me, that's what I do
This is my thing
But if you ask that man next to you
He's gonna complain and say I'm stealing his boo thing
Bruh, I'm focused on the music
I'm tryna do this thing to make you happy
As far as I can see, you lookin' kinda jealous
Cuz I speak the truth in bars as far as you can see
Over there, you just lookin' like a hater
I don't got time for that dumb ass shit
I'm tryna pay bills, not worry about them
Until later, roll a few blunts And then take a few hits
Lookin' to support my family
To make sure that they're in good health and good wealth
So you best believe that what I'm saying is true
I'm gonna pay off all these debts And I'm gonna pay off all these dues
But you just gonna run your mouth and say shit
That's gonna get the 12 after me
And then on the news the next morning they're gonna say that
A black man got killed by the heat
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin' my soul
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin' my soul
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin' my soul
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I'm just tryna make gold
I'm tryna get these diamonds
I gotta put in this work without sellin' my soul

Written by:
EMMANUEL SAMPAH, JOSHUA HAYWOOD, LUKE PETERS, MELVILLE GORDON

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