Ransom, Nicholas Craven - Uncut Gems lyrics

Yeah (yeah) this shit's so gritty man, word
It's the soundtrack
The soundtrack to the streets right now
It's a fact, let's get 'em

I'm not the one to play with, look
You've been advised
Look in his eyes and you'll see
A soul that's darker than genocide
Desensitized, relaxing before the
Body's identified
I've been inside where men have died
Murdered cold for defending pride
I'm energized
Niggas drop their flag and gеt penalized
Like Brony Jamеs
They only want smoke before the king arrives
You niggas high could tell in your vocals
You ain't too fit to ride
Your bitter cries just show you emotional
Those things I sit aside
This shit applies to all of you locals
You should admit you lied
I split the pie 'cause niggas
Get hopeful when you legitimize
Depitomize my life, nigga
Here's some advice, nigga
People accept the wounds when they
Love who's holding the knife, nigga
I'm just tryna get right with ya
I paint precise pictures
Write scriptures dark
But can shine as bright
As some light fixtures i just search for the
Right mixtures, fronting, i might strip ya
Rob a nigga plain bare-faced
Sorta like Mike Ditkas
I was into wrapping grams
Now I'm the rapper Ran
And I could pack the stands out in
Pakistan with a pack of Stans
Never had a backup plan, never had promotion
Never wrapped a van
But I had devotion before that smack on cam
Catch me in a traffic jam, clap the man
Back the Land- cruiser up
And now it's arugula with the rack of lamb
You could see we ain't cut the same (nah)
I'm a diamond in the rough, yup
An uncut gem stuck in this rough terrain