Текст песни Diamonds - Yung Tory

(Get that bag, Getro)
(Don French with the racks)

Hey bitch, I'm on a different timing
Different diamonds, the finer things
I won't trust a thing, that's why I won't hang around
I believe in karma, it come back around
No love, no love, no love (No love)
No love, no love, no love (No love)
No love, no love, no love (No love)
No love, no love, no love

Sometimes I, feel like everybody against me, don't know why

I can't roll wrong with my city, I'm too hot
These niggas be hatin' for no reason, want my spot

She said, "What about my feelings?" I forgot

Feel like a hippie, I'm solo, just me and my pop

How you my brother and we don't got the same opps?

Ain't got no time for gettin' even
Ask me why I do it, I say, "Girl, I got a reason"
My family, bruh

Livin' life like anime
Cut 'em off like Inuyasha, but you the one that bring the blade
Fuck out my face with that shit
Why you gon' play with me, bitch?
I used to pray for this shit, stay up like all day for this shit
I'm in the club, I told the waitress, "Need a case of Aces"
I learned my lesson, if they fakin', I can't play, replace 'em
All in LA with this shit, bitch, I came from the basement
Man, when you get it out the mud, that shit feel so amazing

Hey bitch, I'm on a different timing
Different diamonds, the finer things
I won't trust a thing, that's why I won't hang around
I believe in karma, it come back around
No love, no love, no love (No love)
No love, no love, no love (No love)
No love, no love, no love (No love)
No love, no love, no love