Lyrics Sampa The Great – Diamond In The Ruff

I think you’re
You’re
You’re
You’re

I think you’re
You’re
You’re
You’re

I think you’re
You’re
You’re
You’re

I think you’re
Gold

Church
Good God
Diamond in the ruff
Wonder why they spitting
Looking shinier and lush

Spit shine
Vibier with time
Knew it was a matter
Of course, they’re all false

Like most, love you when you lost
Now they side eyeing when you speedy on your growth

Ugh, Gross

I expected most

Lost within the politics
Of looking like a boss

Doors

Loss
Remember the cause
Boy Scout cookies, while I’m queening in my sauce

Of course, y’all are at a loss
Passion I am packing
I’m a vacuum for the cause

False
I was never yours
Let me elevate cause truly
Who is better, Who is better?

I feel no pressure
Shinier than most
I feel no pressure
Diamond in the ruff
I feel no pressure
Shinier than most
I feel no pressure

Who is better, who is better?
Who is better, who is better?

Ea oh
They want your sauce
I let them know
Of course it’s not yours

We know
They want your sauce
We let them know
Of course it’s not yours

Me
Sammy go for aeons
How slow can you go?
You see she be on

I’m sicken
All up in hell kitchen
Cooking up the new wave
Biting my fruition

Not candid
Half of y’all can’t stand it
Chocolate on your box screen
Seasoning intended

Not fighting
I’m already shining
Dripping in precision
Tell me who is better, who is better?
Sammy
All up on your Gram (ie)
Looking for my circle
So they find a way to at me

Small family
They can’t even stand me
Bloodstream dripping
Said we sipping gold
In family

Truly
How you try to do me
School me to the industry
And now you tryna do me
Not tripping
Looking how I’m living
Inner peace is dripping
Tell me
Who is better, who is better?

I feel no pressure
Shinier than most
I feel no pressure
Diamond in the ruff
I feel no pressure
Shinier than most
I feel no pressure

Who is better, who is better?
Who is better, who is better?

We know
They want your sauce
We let them know
Of course it’s not yours

I know
They want your sauce
We let them know
Of course it’s not yours

Hell’s fury taste like a slushie
Play safe Devil don’t touch me
Met on the highway to freedom
Said the World’s ugly
Made in his image in garden of eden
The naked truth
Of the spiritual war demons took despicable
Falling men with backs on the wall
My black soul is a black gold
Can’t be sold a perfect stone
I was born with no price tag
Carried along in a weather storm
Still strong a soldier on some God mode
Now do you research how do I work
Like an eternal melody when the beat’s on
Church drums got me perfecting Hallelujahs
I been a buddha in the midst
A black Jesus resurrected
Success ladder we move up
Even tho shackled in skin prison
We got weapons like the music so
Let’s beginning
Song of freedom till the end and it goes
Get me out of your heart full of hate I cannot stand
Just let me play my part if I ain’t black am another man
Do you understand what it takes to be in my shoes
My physical vehicle on the news away from Sudan
Still don’t lose
We keep the essence linked up with Sampa the Great
To give them the message
So instead a crack epidemic
Excellent blacks representing… wattup

We know
They want your sauce
We let them know
Of course it’s not yours

We know
They want your sauce
We let them know
Of course it’s not yours

It’s not yours
Of course
It’s not yours

It’s not yours
Of course
It’s not yours

It’s not yours
Of course
It’s not yours

It’s not yours
Of course
It’s not yours