Sir Tizzy - Diamond Mind Lyrics

No dollars, just a penny for a thought and a dream
Pictures worth a stack of words, I'd tell that to a meme
Still walking up Dusty Rhodes for American dreams
His youngest cause nightmares, and ain't apart of the team
Look, that's not a shot, simple observation
Of how we share fantasies through different occupations
Look, breaking even with the odds making glass homes
A rebel with a saber, ending all these bad clones
I hear Hey Tay, and its a great day to catch 'em slip
Pretend to vacate, then grab Beyblade, and let it rip, look
Never satisfy my hunger, ribs forever touching
Out of this, yo, the itis split, it is never coming
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
They saw my dream sequence, all my doubts, lost
Couldn't weather the storm of my clouded thoughts
Not my fault their notoriety's inconspicuous
While we screaming Viva La Mesa, and they cant sit with us
So off the grid, they hide the map
Pull up on broads, thinkin they sick, but no Dimetapp
My hood is bricks for foundation with mad kids
With shots in the background, Griselda Ad-libs
But then, really, they could end me over envy, alone
But not with these Medusa hands, I'll turn a kidney to stone
And since I'm one of the last real ones left
I hope liars make out greatly, with the Grim Reaper, Kiss of Death
BARS
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

No dollars, just a penny for a thought and a dream
Pictures worth a stack of words, I'd tell that to a meme
Still walking up Dusty Rhodes for American dreams
His youngest cause nightmares, and ain't apart of the team
Look, that's not a shot, simple observation
Of how we share fantasies through different occupations
Look, breaking even with the odds making glass homes
A rebel with a saber, ending all these bad clones
I hear Hey Tay, and its a great day to catch 'em slip
Pretend to vacate, then grab Beyblade, and let it rip, look
Never satisfy my hunger, ribs forever touching
Out of this, yo, the itis split, it is never coming
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
They saw my dream sequence, all my doubts, lost
Couldn't weather the storm of my clouded thoughts
Not my fault their notoriety's inconspicuous
While we screaming Viva La Mesa, and they cant sit with us
So off the grid, they hide the map
Pull up on broads, thinkin they sick, but no Dimetapp
My hood is bricks for foundation with mad kids
With shots in the background, Griselda Ad-libs
But then, really, they could end me over envy, alone
But not with these Medusa hands, I'll turn a kidney to stone
And since I'm one of the last real ones left
I hope liars make out greatly, with the Grim Reaper, Kiss of Death
BARS
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Drop a million stacks of gems for like $5
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah