Songs of Wrote {WattyAwards2019 Entrie}

Diamonds

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I used to believe in loss things
Wore them like my wedding rings
You thought i was good
Thought i was high
Maybe you were thinking I was better the sky

But now I got this money
And i don't need ya honey
I got this diamonds on my robe
I don't need no hon to hold

You think I'm cold tonight ?
F**k i got rolls of gold
I don't need no man to hold
I got these diamonds on my robe
I got rubies on my mind
Going to make a millions in one night

Bitch your a flatly
And you stink
And flip girl i think your weak
Look like a sh*t i took on the street
Don't come at me cause i got meat
I've seen your weird fu*king feet

I don't need no man to hold
I got this diamonds on my robe
You think I'm flashy till i get nasty
I ain't got no time for the rusty

You thought i was cute
Thought i was fine
Baby I'll tell you I'm better wine
You got to drink me real fine

Girl I'm covered gold
You rotting in mold
Now i got these diamonds on my robes
I don't need your hand to hold

You staying out my door at light
And baby your stalking me at night
I got this blinds on
i need no filters
I was born this way
Just a beautiful and awesome ray
And I'm showing it out in bold
I don't need no hand to hold
So stop coming at me with that hoe
I don't need your man no more

I got this diamonds on my robe
I leave money in the cold
This blood is nothing
I went rogue
Slice these hoes up then fold
You ain't forcing me no more
I got new rules now
I thought up by myself
Now i just buy what I what
Use the cash up then run
I'm a singer in the night
I got batman on my tail
No need to run he's gonna bail

I stay at home and have fun
But i can kill and run
Snap I'm gone
And your still there looking like a moron

I don't need no man
I don't need no pal
And i don't need a partner on the floor
I just drop and go
I got these diamonds on my robes
And i respect that you none
So i ain't got take your fun
I'm no saint
That got stale
I'm the devil in the real
Now b***h you got to scream.

I got diamonds in my robe
I got money in my hold
I don't need you
Your like mold
This money gonna grow
I'm covered in green
Don't you to scream
Cause its over
And its done
I don't need you anymore hon
I'm a robber on the run

You think I'm awesome
Think I'm cool
Boy you got no one fool
I used to girls got to be cute amd sweet
Now I know I'm hot as hell
and i ain't caring about no freak.

These girls out there in the halls
Whispering that I'm weak
that I'm fat
And a I'm freak
Yeah they say that now
But see their boyfriends running the hall
Yeah i screwed them all back in fall
i badass written on my back
And i bought this bat to ruin your face

Now they think I'm cool
They whisper she's hot
But i ain't got time for no flips
I'm making money in tips
I got these diamonds on my robe
And i just remember ...

I don't need your ass no more.

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My sad SAD attempt at a rap song.
Seriously i just re read this and bursted out laughing. Blame Cardi B I'm so in love with press right now!

Anyway. This is now a Watty awards entrie under Poetry and I'm so happy, i mean i know i won't win but still- its awesome!
Please pretty please add this story to your reading list and vote, it honestly makes my world.

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