Lyrics Diamond in the Rough (feat. Adam Yokum & Ghandiii) - SEVNBelow

Yo did Adam make this?
Woah oh
Forgetting how it was, bitch I was tripping off the drugs
Molly got me stuck
I ain't forgetting how it was I was tripping off the drugs
Used to get high off your love
I'm sorry baby I ain't sorry
But your time is running up
Feel like a diamond in the rough
I'm like midas with the touch,
Bitch I got Adam on the beat
And I'm with Ghandiii cooking up
He put three eyes up in that bitch
Because his third one opened up,
I swear this life is like a poker game you try me call your bluff
I'm with your bitch I pipe her up,
In her mouth and in her guts
Bitch, I rock crocs with my Louis V, hoe
I call shots I feel like 23
Boy you pippen why you trippin I smoke 33?
I'm in the club wit all my ns bitch we 30 deep
Bitch we rowdy I get cloudy in my V.I.P
Just fucked a foreign chick, bitch I dip into C'est La Vie
You keep thinking I'm not with the shits I get you scraped for free
I heard when he missed his shot, damn it had to spin the jeep
Bitch this no TLC, but all my ns creep
I'm the big bad wolf with the doobie imma huff n puff
Magic with these verses
Lemme Slitherin your Hufflepuff bitch, like it's nothing
I ain't forgetting how it was I was tripping off the drugs
Used to get high off your love
I'm sorry baby I ain't sorry but your time is running up
Feel like a diamond in the rough,
I'm like midas with the touch,
Bitch I got Adam on the beat
And I'm with Ghandiii cooking up
He put three eyes up in that bitch
Because his third one opened up,
I swear this life is like a poker game you try me call your bluff
I'm with your bitch I pipe her up, in her mouth and in her guts
I don't fuck around with no dirty business
I fuck around with like 30 bitches
New whip and I'm swerving in it,
From the chop shop doing surgery with it
I'm the type that you can't tame
I'm the type that you can't break
I found what I love, and I stuck to it like a bandaid
Tryna get all my man's paid
Tryna get all my fam straight
And they start talking that damn hate
Let it blow over like a fan blade
Wake em up wake em up
Shake em up, earthquaked as fuck
I don't think I get paid enough
Been patient now the fucking wait is up lil bitch
What he say boy? We ain't paid enough
Counting money I got paper cuts
Sipping drank don't need a chaser uh
My new Glock came with a laser uh
Hit him with an uppercut, if he try and fuck with us
Off the molly I be stuck, jump in that bitch like Double Dutch
I ain't forgetting how it was I was tripping off the drugs
Used to get high off your love
I'm sorry baby I ain't sorry but your time is running up
Feel like a diamond in the rough,
I'm like midas with the touch,
Bitch I got Adam on the beat
And I'm with Ghandiii cooking up
He put three eyes up in that bitch
Because his third one opened up,
I swear this life is like a poker game you try me call your bluff
I'm with your bitch I pipe her up,
In her mouth and in her guts
Woah oh
Woah oh
Woah oh, oh oh
Woah oh