paroles de chanson Diamond - Marco Luka

You are not a diamond, you more rough
Bitter like the grime inside my cup
I feel corrupt
Silence in the air but I'm tweaking
Flying to nowhere, yeah I'm sinking
Baby girl I only want you for the weekend
Way You look at me I know just what you thinking
Took her home, cause I love the way she peeking
All alone, you ain't got nobody reaching
Bitch I rep my city put that shit on the map
People showing fake love but I know that it's cap
I just wanna cop the Bentley when I get to the bag
She just wanna cop the Fendi so she sit on my lap
I get cold when I'm winning, like to get to the racks
I don't talk to no women who want me for the bag
Wanna fuck me and she calling
Told that girl to relax
Pray she hit me when I'm balling
Cause I'm sending her back
I'm about mine
Turning this here to a new vine
20 inch heels, bottom stop sign
I don't need shit, fuck a co-sign, yeah
Now I'm going stupid, now I'm going dummy, yeah
Walking in and out the stu' like am I done in here
Say she like my voice, Say she hear the pain I feel
In the kitchen with the Whitney That's the way she heal
You are not a diamond, you more rough
Bitter like the grime inside my cup
I feel corrupt
Silence in the air but I'm tweaking
Flying to nowhere, yeah I'm sinking
Baby girl I only want you for the weekend
Way You look at me I know just what you thinking
Took her home, cause I love the way she peeking
All alone, you ain't got nobody reaching