Don′t be anxious, or impatient

'Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go

Yeah, she said baby don′t go, but you and I got to be for you and I

This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky

And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

Yeah, she said baby don′t go, but you and I got to be for you and I

This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin′ in the sky

And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)

We see diamonds (we see diamonds)

We see keys (we see keys)

If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)

If I miss you (If I miss you)

It′s 'cause you′re deep (it's ′cause you're deep)

In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)

We see diamonds (we see diamonds)

We see keys (we see keys)

If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)

If I miss you (If I miss you)

It's ′cause you′re deep (it's ′cause you're deep)

Ooh, I say we struggle

It′s hard livin', streets have been unforgivin′

Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners

'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death

Written in stone, so when I′m gone, they huggin′ our breath

Don't frequent Hell, gorillaz been on lapel

There′s 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself

Growin' and breakin′ ties, cryin' and savin′ lives

Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

Yeah, I'm patiently waiting

But I don′t really give a fuck if we ain′t in your rotation

I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it

Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon′ make it

Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death

Written in stone, until I′m gone, we puffin' the death

No concern, nah, compare us, how?

Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan′s shuttin' down now

I put the bread down on something I wanted for years

If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey

Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is

Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist

Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate

This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama′s crib

My brother not a local, my brother travel continents

No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

Debra′s only son, he was conceived in King's County

That was ′89, by '92 he was already rowdy

Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child

And his momma workin′ three jobs, one was dealin' with drama

′Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father

They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas

Because he was out there hustlin′, tryin′ to be a provider

Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars

They tell you ′bout my family, that bipolar disorder

And due to karma my first youngin' gon′ be a daughter

When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die

And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn't a lie

Man, this life is filled with stress

So much oppressed, call New York City "9"

I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I′m blessed

My gran died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes

Weight of world on my shoulder

I just finished my reps

All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex

Feelin' so self destructive, like I'm clingin′ to death

Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes

Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck

Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won′t prevail

I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale

But if you don′t show 'em then they won′t think you do it well

I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers

But these my brothers,

They ain't got real brothers to know the difference

And Erick if I could, I′d give your mama my kidney

'Cause she's my momma too

I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas

Load .45 Rat-tat, homicide for my niggas

Word up, ′cause you my brothers, love ′em to death

Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it off my chest

To prove to you that it's Zombie gang, rotten flesh

That′s to the death, nigga no more, nothing less

True indeed, Juice if you ever off or bleed

I'm takin′ care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees

For custody, she wildin' out on court

I′m like give that bitch what she needs

(Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)

I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do

I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do

This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through

Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through

Ooh, it′s Darky baby, a whole different hue

My grand-daddy got 8 balls come and get a cue

I come from the struggle, motherfucker get a clue

Headshot, red dot, now make a move

In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)

We see diamonds (we see diamonds)

We see keys (we see keys)

If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)

If I miss you (If I miss you)

It′s 'cause you′re deep (it's ′cause you're deep)

In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)

We see diamonds (we see diamonds)

We see keys (we see keys)

If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)

If I miss you (If I miss you)

It′s 'cause you're deep (it′s ′cause you're deep)