Текст песни Stone - Dyemond Lewis

Yeah!

And if i was to die an untimely make sure you post pictures of me smiling
Nigga dont play me i got a nice smile

Aint no roof over the head but fuck it tho I′m thuggin
Aunty opened up her doors a younging
I was 18 bouncing around I'm not fronting
My lil cousin bout that bread he selling something
Told that nigga cut off dread and ima front him
If he moving like the feds, we gone choke him by his dreads, have him running, running
The money coming, coming
And If they try to spin back we gone Done him, dumping
Cut the middle man, streets demand we just supply i
Stone and Diamond stuck together now like pliers
They don′t want the pressured so I took it and applied it
Took the nigga under my wing like a pilot
Took the food up off of ya plate, fuck ya Diet
Mu'fuccas tryna move hot, change the climate
Said that I was done with hood thots, I was lying
Want the booty and the chest, Ima mufuccin pirate
Don't put no trust in these hoes
They would push you to the edge, to see how far they could go
I′m sumo all 10 toes are to the floor
I′m too cold slide through ya block like Frozone
With a middle finger up sipping brew like stone cold
I'm a man of many names but the face they all know
Call me Donny, or Don Lewi from the 9
You know Dime, shine best when the light is Lime
Skateboard nigga w/ the griptape
My friends pull up to the stu with the grizzly grip
Do not disturb working on my mixtape
All black puffer and it′s grizzly grip
I barely slip, I'm fully equipped
You skip, merely merely in your house by the cherry tree, nigga you could get clipped
Ya whole eulogy clipped
You can′t relate been through hell and back that's a round trip
Working late 12 hour shifts didn′t get a tip
What is this, feeling on my shoulder I think it's a chip
I just left the era not a error time to get a grip
Time to focus up, put down the cup, Im about to get it lit
I was down bad, not alone it was me and crip
He got clientele, I got the bread for the product
I don't need it back, just stack something for daughter
If I′m not around teach her shit you knew that I would′ve taught her
Feedthefam1st
Always keep a blade in ya damn purse
And always know I thought about you when I wrote this verse
And only let a real man up ya damn skirt
Phone down, head up baby girl just stay alert

Moving differently this summer
Staying free of suckers
Pulling off in big bodies
You going dumb I'm going dumber
I′ve Risen from my slumber
And I'm feeling so godly
On my grind got my grizzly grip
Dyemond Supplies the Dopest
Zoo York is the city I rep
In my Element I′m focus

It's FeedTheFam1st and foremost never second pussy
And its Don Lewi the first and only he is I and I am him feed the fam to the fullest FTF Repper Dime from the Grimey 9

(Dont put no trust in these hoes)
(Dont put no trust in these hoes)
(Dont put no trust in these hoes)