[Intro]
(Yo, Vicky)
(Xclusive made this)

[Chorus]
Diamonds dancin' automatic
But, so long, been stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I ain't got no trust, that's for a bitch or a n***a, tell 'em stay out my way

[Post-Chorus]
Oh
I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I'll probably be a millionaire (Yeah)
I'll probably be a trillionaire (Oh)

[Verse 1]
Two double cups and Adderall, sometimes I feel like God, I finally done lost it
Gotta pay the cost to be the boss so I'm like, "What it's gon' cost me?"
Most of these n***as filled with flaws, so I don't want 'em around me
These bitches easily give up drawers and I'd be damned if they clown me
I need a bitch who work for me like, fuck that, get her a round trip
B aim the stick right by the tree like we don't want 'em around here
These bitches all for you and me, she eat the meat, then she out of here
I spit my life all on these beats to see if you feel how I feel
Why the fuck I'm seeking for your love if I'm not lovin' myself?
After you leave, I'm just gon' thug, I don't want nobody else
We watched him bleed all in the streets, he play with us, then it's death
I need that Percocets and lean just like a smoker need meth
We ain't murked 'em yet, but you gon' see he goin' under my belt
I can't keep fuckin' with lil' shawty, shit ain't good for my health
Palm Angel denim, Mike Amiri only thing that I wear
Boy, you a snake that's filled with venom, up and aim at your hair
[Chorus]
Diamonds dancin' automatic
But, so long, been stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I ain't got no trust, that's for a bitch or a n***a, tell 'em stay out my way

[Post-Chorus]
Oh
I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I'll probably be a millionaire (Yeah)
I'll probably be a trillionaire (Oh)

[Verse 2]
I cut you off without no scissors, tell me why the fuck lil' shawty keep callin'?
It's different levels to the system, on my own, I've been ballin'
Clutchin' my metal, tinted windows, five percent when I'm rollin'
Trappin' ain't dead, these n***as scared, I'm tryna bust it wide open
Right now, shit movin' slow motion, but I can't trip
I'm steady pourin' all my pain in this soda potion I sip
Big glizzy gang, don't ever ask if I'm totin', it's on my hip
60 Gang, I really love, rich and Rollin', but you ain't real
I got a fetish for them hoes who don't love me back
Whole time you in it for them fuckin' racks
I don't see how n***as be fuckin' with n***as knowin' they some fuckin' rats
I dont see how n***as be lovin' women, be fuckin' when they turn they back
Ain't nowhere to go when I turn on the map
My heart so cold and I can't even cap
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I'll probably be a billionaire
I'll probably be a billionaire

[Chorus]
Diamonds dancin' automatic
But, so long, been stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I ain't got no trust, that's for a bitch or a n***a, tell 'em stay out my way

[Post-Chorus]
Oh
I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I'll probably be a millionaire (Yeah)
I'll probably be a trillionaire (Oh)