Shackles to Diamonds

(Al Geno on the track) I was havin' bad dreams Way before the fame, way before the lean Them youngins go cop .223s And Jordans, until they matching I turned them shackles to diamonds I turned them shackles to diamonds Yo' baby bang red like Santa Claus 'Cause he ain't used to gettin' up for Christmas I went to sleep broke so many times Now it's fifty racks in my pillow I took every drug just to deal with it But I'm still missin' my nigga Sit at the house while I'm rollin' loud Probably'll take a hundred guns to Coachella Bet shawty come back when I cheat 'Cause she know the next nigga ain't realer How you gon' come around tryna seek fame? And I still can't hide these tears Too much money bring attention, I be wishin' I was broke The way a nigga livin', I just pray I make it old Told Rylo, "Get that paper, we'll drop a mixtape later" And go pack out arenas, the shit we used to dream of (Ooh) Two hundred thousand on my neck, boy, don't look wrong (Ooh) 'Cause this that same shit a nigga lose they life for They ain't never tell a nigga ballin' come with court dates They ain't never tell a nigga They ain't never tell me I'd lose all my teammates But I need one more strip I was havin' bad dreams Way before the fame, way before the lean Them youngins go cop .223s And Jordans, until they matching I turned them shackles to diamonds I turned them shackles to diamonds They ain't never tell a nigga ballin' come with court dates They ain't never tell a nigga --- Shackles to Diamonds - NoCap