Rocking all these diamonds is my way of life
She caught up in my convo tryna stay the night
Straight out public housing now the paper right
Now the fit is clean could see my shape up nice
These cubans on my neck loubi's on my feet
Ask about CeeMari bet them bitches all know me
Uh im from Brooklyn this is something that the street made
Miami weather got me balling like im D Wade
I go noodles you would think im eating pasta
I could give you the ebonics I could give it to you proper
Im aiming at my goals so you would think im playing soccer
Dread me with that wacka got lil niggas that'll flock ya
Eat the pussy out take her on vacation
Montego at the bay we have a smoke out with Jamaicans
I f*ck her good get her fly she f*ck around and die
All my jewelry on tonight you f*ck around and try
Ill have the demons turn you angel f*ck around and fly
Or I could elevate your soul and put it in the sky
Ya funeral was lit ya mother asking why
He was cocky as a bitch I served him humble pie
CeeMari Flito Spanish bitches call me Chico
And I don't f*ck with you cause you be talking to those people
You the type a nigga prolly looked up to a rico
Pull up to ya door and put gun sound gun sound to ya peep hole
The way this jewelry lit up im a dare devil
My aura light on God ayo I dare devil
Im forging my own way I wouldn't dare settle
Notice the way I spit these bars im at a rare level
Settings immaculate living life on some rapper shit
Diamonds come from Africa everyday im in dapper fits
I step on stage im guaranteed to put ya mic to shame
I flip a switch then come alive when I ignite the flame
My pen my sword no we don't rap the same
I been in brawls you barely scrapping we don't fight the same
No aint mediocore raps not in this type a lane
I put this beam all on this lawn aint got this type a aim
You not not in this league with me aint got this type a game
My vision been superb ya niggas sights was plain
We used to hoop out in the p's right where his life was slain
The way I made this come together put ya life to shame
CeeMari Flito - I'm from Brooklyn Lyrics
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Rocking all these diamonds is my way of life
She caught up in my convo tryna stay the night
Straight out public housing now the paper right
Now the fit is clean could see my shape up nice
These cubans on my neck loubi's on my feet
Ask about CeeMari bet them bitches all know me
Uh im from Brooklyn this is something that the street made
Miami weather got me balling like im D Wade
I go noodles you would think im eating pasta
I could give you the ebonics I could give it to you proper
Im aiming at my goals so you would think im playing soccer
Dread me with that wacka got lil niggas that'll flock ya
Eat the pussy out take her on vacation
Montego at the bay we have a smoke out with Jamaicans
I f*ck her good get her fly she f*ck around and die
All my jewelry on tonight you f*ck around and try
Ill have the demons turn you angel f*ck around and fly
Or I could elevate your soul and put it in the sky
Ya funeral was lit ya mother asking why
He was cocky as a bitch I served him humble pie
CeeMari Flito Spanish bitches call me Chico
And I don't f*ck with you cause you be talking to those people
You the type a nigga prolly looked up to a rico
Pull up to ya door and put gun sound gun sound to ya peep hole
The way this jewelry lit up im a dare devil
My aura light on God ayo I dare devil
Im forging my own way I wouldn't dare settle
Notice the way I spit these bars im at a rare level
Settings immaculate living life on some rapper shit
Diamonds come from Africa everyday im in dapper fits
I step on stage im guaranteed to put ya mic to shame
I flip a switch then come alive when I ignite the flame
My pen my sword no we don't rap the same
I been in brawls you barely scrapping we don't fight the same
No aint mediocore raps not in this type a lane
I put this beam all on this lawn aint got this type a aim
You not not in this league with me aint got this type a game
My vision been superb ya niggas sights was plain
We used to hoop out in the p's right where his life was slain
The way I made this come together put ya life to shame
She caught up in my convo tryna stay the night
Straight out public housing now the paper right
Now the fit is clean could see my shape up nice
These cubans on my neck loubi's on my feet
Ask about CeeMari bet them bitches all know me
Uh im from Brooklyn this is something that the street made
Miami weather got me balling like im D Wade
I go noodles you would think im eating pasta
I could give you the ebonics I could give it to you proper
Im aiming at my goals so you would think im playing soccer
Dread me with that wacka got lil niggas that'll flock ya
Eat the pussy out take her on vacation
Montego at the bay we have a smoke out with Jamaicans
I f*ck her good get her fly she f*ck around and die
All my jewelry on tonight you f*ck around and try
Ill have the demons turn you angel f*ck around and fly
Or I could elevate your soul and put it in the sky
Ya funeral was lit ya mother asking why
He was cocky as a bitch I served him humble pie
CeeMari Flito Spanish bitches call me Chico
And I don't f*ck with you cause you be talking to those people
You the type a nigga prolly looked up to a rico
Pull up to ya door and put gun sound gun sound to ya peep hole
The way this jewelry lit up im a dare devil
My aura light on God ayo I dare devil
Im forging my own way I wouldn't dare settle
Notice the way I spit these bars im at a rare level
Settings immaculate living life on some rapper shit
Diamonds come from Africa everyday im in dapper fits
I step on stage im guaranteed to put ya mic to shame
I flip a switch then come alive when I ignite the flame
My pen my sword no we don't rap the same
I been in brawls you barely scrapping we don't fight the same
No aint mediocore raps not in this type a lane
I put this beam all on this lawn aint got this type a aim
You not not in this league with me aint got this type a game
My vision been superb ya niggas sights was plain
We used to hoop out in the p's right where his life was slain
The way I made this come together put ya life to shame
Writer: Amari Futrell
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