"Dying Diamonds" lyrics

I'ma die in high tops, R.I.P in 3M
I'ma die in high tops, R.I.P in 3M
I'ma die in high tops, R.I.P in 3M
I'ma die in high tops, R.I.P in 3M

Cracking bottles, pouring up, I fill it to the top
Rossi in a solo cup and I ain't missed a drop
I might take a shot, you been missing shots
I don't need the law, I don't fuck with cops
I don't need yo help, I don't need a job
I just made a rack, look back, the past was wack without no traffic
Now the moneys coming in, friends gone with the wind
Ain't shit changed, still waiting for the fuckin end
I'ma die in high tops, R.I.P in 3M
G.O.D. X Tripple-I, Apathetic Alibi
Balisong Lullaby, A.K.A. That Butterfly
A.K.A. That Switchblade, dictate your last day