Chorus:. Diamond life. sugar baby we dynamite. Playboys and socialites. young n flyy flyy flyy. 1989. No pressure. but to the best. that's in my section. Levels of a professional. skip school. create my own lessons. Confessions. of a mad rapper. music's. got me wrapped up. Green strecthing. only leads. to red stretchers. He's next in line. for the blessing. get your mind off mine. Hustle something. and stop relying on mine. molding a lesson. while u. letting time fly by. At age 17. addicted to ink. a rap fiend. who had money dreams. my taste of fame. couldn't compare. to what I'd seen. Them dying. government lying'. all for that paper cheese. Mom's cryin. watching her only son. through TV MTV BET. He on now. wipe me down. no longer. fighting thru the crowd. I control the crowd. how you like me now? Woww. Chorus:. Diamond life. sugar baby we dynamite. Playboys and socialites. young n flyy flyy flyy. (x2). Back to the cold. motivational roads. No guidance. just violence. and probational homes. Thinking my hot. routes is all out. music gotta be my way out. Family gathered around. I gotta make 'em proud. Pops propped. in the penitentiary. laid out. hoping his son. feel under. a different cloud. I'm speaking directly. into the crowd. nothing but personal. just thought you'd want. to know the person. Far from perfect. but nearly word perfect. Must be he rate him. on the scale. from one to me. Me equaling greatness. one equalling. every ten haters. The rest. couldn't make it due. to unlikely behavior. So be patient or end up. the next patient. Emergency room newspaper. the new rappers call 'em. straight actors. Music wise. they playing safety. and I'm shootin off safety. Aiming for greatness. Chorus:. Diamond life. sugar baby we dynamite. Playboys and socialites. young n flyy flyy flyy. (x2). Now everybody wear. your game face (Dynamite). Forget everybody. just do what he say. They wanna move like. they wanna be like. you can do it just like. (x). Chorus:. Diamond life. sugar baby we dynamite. Playboys and socialites. young n flyy flyy flyy. (x2). Cash stacking like tetris. his youthful efervesance. No army arsenals. I'm only secret weapon. Get the message. I'm getting C.R.E.A.M.. like a nestle. Welcome. Compton's Armageddon