YOUNG DIAMOND
Because of what I say (next version)
Yeah yeah
Nah nah nah nah
Let me tell you a story
Yeah
Because i write on Facebook
I'm god son
And whatever there for me
I must get it
No matter how they try take it
Because i say i'm god son
And what's there for me
I must get it
Nuff man try to stop my shine
They want to stop it
Yo
Because i say what's there for me
I must get it
Nuff of them try stop it
Like a automatic
Trying to beat it
Like a beat it
Because i say what's there for me
Yo
Because i say i'm god son
What's there for me
Must get it
Nuff of them try to stop me
From getting it
They try to stop it
Like i get it
To a peck it
I already have it
Why they want to stop it
They don't even know
What they trying and stop
Cause everything they try to stop
Man i do it already
They don't even know
What they try to stop
Cause every song that i sing
I sing already
They don't even know what
They trying and stop
They trying and stop the past tense
That's so crazy
They don't even know what they trying and stop
Instead they do something
They cya do nothing
Yo
Because i say i'm god son
What's there for me to get
I must get it
Nuff of them try stop it
Like a pit it
Nuff of them try stop it
Like a picnic
Take a picnic
Lets have a picnic
Like a back pack
Back pack
Back pack
What you gonna do
Dora explorer
People want to come and explore me
I don't know why they always wanna
Watch me
I'm like Diego
Yeah you know that's me
Like San Diego
Some boy wah fi talk about
Like a whore
I just do it like so
Oh man like a so
I just do it
Oh my bad
All all of a sudden
I didn't i didn't meant
To pronounce these words
In a song
But its in society
People say it all the time
People say whore
Bitch
N
This
All about this
I don't know what to do
So i know
I have to pronounce it
In a song
Cause people say it
In reality
If you go to the ghetto
That's how they pronounce their words
That's what they say to another
I don't know
Life is so funny
I sing to the poor
And i sing to the rich
Yeah
I sing to rich people
I sing for poor people
I sing for all type of people
Hey
Uh uh uh uh
Let me tell you about this
Because i say i'm god son
What's there for me
I must get it
Nuff of them try stop it
They wah fi come and stop it
I sing song for the rich
I sing song for the poor
I sing song for the middle class
Everybody want more
Sing song for prime minister
Sing song for the ghetto
Sing song
(chuckle)
Yo whats up yo