[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle & Belly]

Double up

Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up

Never let a hard time humble us

Double up

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just

Five, four, three, two

That's time I got to you

That money, my dreams come true

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew?

Who knew?

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]

Turned seven to a fourteen

Fourteen to a whole thing

Lord knows it's a cold game

Switched up on you hoes, man

Big body take both lanes

Backseat, blowin' propane

All-black, five gold chains

Young rich nigga bossed up on his own, man

My new shit sound like it's "Soul Train"

Tookie Williams over Coltrane

Eric B by the rope chain

RSC, we for sure bang

Tiny Locs and they go crazy

What you know about the dope game?

Was you born in the '80s? Did your mama smoke cocaine?

Have you ever seen a whole thang?

But you drove to the streets 'cause you grew up on short change?

Fucked up when the dope age

It remind me when these rappers drop duds and they quotes change

Had the part with the low fade

I would stand in front of Nix with my sack for the whole day

Drive-bys, that was road rage

Then we park and hop out, learn levels to this whole thang

Old school, play the O'Jays

Tryna make a slow change, mama still slavin' for a low wage

Tryna

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle & Belly]

Double up (Yeah)

Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up

Never let a hard time humble us

Double up

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just

Five, four, three, two

That's time I got to you

That money, my dreams come true

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew?

Who knew?

[Post-Chorus: Belly & DOM KENNEDY]

I'd leave it behind if you let me

Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down

I'd jump off the ledge if you with me

I bring you up, you just let me down

Let me down (Uh, let me down)

(Need my All Money In chain too)

Let me down (Woah, let me down, look out, look out)

[Verse 2: DOM KENNEDY]

It's hard to catch what you can't see

I grew up to be who I wanna be, so

The more niggas talk, I'ma shine

Might've been way before its time

Posted with my back against the wall

Life is a bitch, but she mine

The rag six-deuce, yeah, it's mine

The Westside too, yeah, it's mine

What you know about

Your poster on the wall at the dealership?

Leave her in the bed, legs tremblin'

Gettin' banged on for your Pendletons

What you know about

Your response be the reason you exist?

Lucky I ain't get caught up in the twist

Young nigga, blue pager on my hip, so

As the champagne spill

And the car accelerate and the beat gon' cry

I be goin' to the bank at least three, four times

Getting handshakes from the branch managers

We keep doing fly shit when the cameras cut

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle & Belly]

Double up (Yeah)

Three or four times, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just run it up

Never let a hard time humble us

Double up

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just (Yeah)

I ain't tellin' no lies, I just

Five, four, three, two

That's time I got to you

That money, my dreams come true

My life in diamonds, who knew?

Who knew?

Who knew?

[Post-Chorus: Belly]

I'd leave it behind if you let me

Ironic, I'd drown just to hold you down

I'd jump off the ledge if you with me

I bring you up, you just let me down

Let me down (Let me down)

Let me down (Let me down, look out, look out)