"DIPLOMA" lyrics
Remydmc & Justin Stone Lyrics
Soon as money get involved, they wanna spread it like Ebola
Got more class up in this coupe
I should be handing out diplomas
Get shit stupid
Make the venue get packed
Post the promoter
He keep wolfing like he run shit
Shut the fuck up, where the owner?
Shut up
Get your weight up
Million mode and
Check the data
I've been paid up
Bars like Tory Lanez
Still popping and they hate it
Ex back with her old man now
Still call my line up
When she faded
Cut the ties
Don't text my family
Sorry, no one's gonna save ya
He in the middle
Don't like me a messenger
It get extracted like spam in the mail
Won't even consider
Said that you married to money, but how you alive?
She out there playing a widow
This ain't no trickery, fuck the whole mystery shit
Don't question it, won't be a riddle
It's funny they got me on call
And I'm calling the ones that be clearing the shit in the bank
She put me on that list without me asking, tell her thanks
Wifey put the B in beauty, money calls her Ella Banks
Got no handout, I'm a cripple if they ask me, well, I can't (huh)
I don't hear all that (huh) through all these cellar tanks!
Soon as money get involved, they wanna spread it like Ebola
Got more class up in this coupe
I should be handing out diplomas
Get shit stupid
Make the venue get packed
Post the promoter
He keep wolfing like he run shit
Shut the fuck up, where the owner?
Shut up
Get your weight up
Million mode and
Check the data
I've been paid up
Bars like Tory Lanez
Still popping and they hate it
Ex back with her old man now
Still call my line up
When she faded
Cut the ties
Don't text my family
Sorry, no one's gonna save ya
I'm tattooed inside her brain
I came for Benjis, not the fame
She getting flashbacks every day
I cut you off
You dead and gone
Unknown caller, she gets crickets
I'm too cutthroat
New girl say that I'm GOAT
We know I been this
Yeah, I've been it
I don't fold
Under press
Maya, woah
On that chest
Yeah, that's better than my ex
Do not chase except a check
Step to me
You'll see what's left
Turn it into a Tarantino movie
I'm up next, that's bet (woah)
Soon as money get involved, they wanna spread it like Ebola
Got more class up in this coupe
I should be handing out diplomas
Get shit stupid
Make the venue get packed
Post the promoter
He keep wolfing like he run shit
Shut the fuck up, where the owner?
Shut up
Get your weight up
Million mode and
Check the data
I've been paid up
Bars like Tory Lanez
Still popping and they hate it
Ex back with her old man now
Still call my line up
When she faded
Cut the ties
Don't text my family
Sorry, no one's gonna save ya
Got more class up in this coupe
I should be handing out diplomas
Get shit stupid
Make the venue get packed
Post the promoter
He keep wolfing like he run shit
Shut the fuck up, where the owner?
Shut up
Get your weight up
Million mode and
Check the data
I've been paid up
Bars like Tory Lanez
Still popping and they hate it
Ex back with her old man now
Still call my line up
When she faded
Cut the ties
Don't text my family
Sorry, no one's gonna save ya
He in the middle
Don't like me a messenger
It get extracted like spam in the mail
Won't even consider
Said that you married to money, but how you alive?
She out there playing a widow
This ain't no trickery, fuck the whole mystery shit
Don't question it, won't be a riddle
It's funny they got me on call
And I'm calling the ones that be clearing the shit in the bank
She put me on that list without me asking, tell her thanks
Wifey put the B in beauty, money calls her Ella Banks
Got no handout, I'm a cripple if they ask me, well, I can't (huh)
I don't hear all that (huh) through all these cellar tanks!
Soon as money get involved, they wanna spread it like Ebola
Got more class up in this coupe
I should be handing out diplomas
Get shit stupid
Make the venue get packed
Post the promoter
He keep wolfing like he run shit
Shut the fuck up, where the owner?
Shut up
Get your weight up
Million mode and
Check the data
I've been paid up
Bars like Tory Lanez
Still popping and they hate it
Ex back with her old man now
Still call my line up
When she faded
Cut the ties
Don't text my family
Sorry, no one's gonna save ya
I'm tattooed inside her brain
I came for Benjis, not the fame
She getting flashbacks every day
I cut you off
You dead and gone
Unknown caller, she gets crickets
I'm too cutthroat
New girl say that I'm GOAT
We know I been this
Yeah, I've been it
I don't fold
Under press
Maya, woah
On that chest
Yeah, that's better than my ex
Do not chase except a check
Step to me
You'll see what's left
Turn it into a Tarantino movie
I'm up next, that's bet (woah)
Soon as money get involved, they wanna spread it like Ebola
Got more class up in this coupe
I should be handing out diplomas
Get shit stupid
Make the venue get packed
Post the promoter
He keep wolfing like he run shit
Shut the fuck up, where the owner?
Shut up
Get your weight up
Million mode and
Check the data
I've been paid up
Bars like Tory Lanez
Still popping and they hate it
Ex back with her old man now
Still call my line up
When she faded
Cut the ties
Don't text my family
Sorry, no one's gonna save ya
