Girl can you picture this Picture this, picture this When you look into your future Who's there standing With you when you close your eyes Do you see what I see You and me, it's like a movie scene That's the way you know it should be The two of us

It means nothing to me Every moment is dead to me Play it back, play it back A living heart attack Take my eyes, I cannot see sense Past and future tense Safe and sound, anywhere but here I see it crystal clear, but it means nothing to me The empty

My future's so bright, that all I see is stars My shades on in the club, I don't see you broads I don't see you broads, I, I don't see you broads If I stand next to ice, then I'm camouflaged If I stand next to lights, then I'm camouflaged I don't see you

Diamonds in the face crushed up, I can see it Diamonds in the face, di-diamonds in the face Diamonds in the face crushed up, you can see it Plain Jane, Jackie Chan, Richard Mille You gon' be the one, bust it down, I can see it Diamonds in the face

I shine right 'cause I grind, bitch hated on mine My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time (These bitches don't want none) I got twenty racks on my new jeans I got ten more in my blue jeans I walk in then I turn up Pimp tight liked

Say fuck the drug test, go'n pass my gas mask Flat screen, I back back, I see my racks stacked I wanna live like a drug lord, but I wanna be glorious Sometimes I feel like a kingpin, I'm so victorious I got a white and a black girl, they look like an

My song of the end Take him back to Avalon Oh, I haven't been here for a while In blindness and decay The circle's been closed, now I've seen it all Listen crowd I'll tell you everything Though I have to say

Moving up like escalators Free bands, cash flow Bread so long, 'bouta buy the whole mall I can't see the floor, stacking money, fuck a hater Cash maniac You see my future, but you cannot have it I see my Future, but I'm not B-Rabbit Getting so throwed

There was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt Black-eyed angels swam with me A moon full of stars and astral cars And all the figures I used to see All my lovers were there with me All my past and futures And we all went to heaven in a little row boat I

And I can hear the Delta callin' From the light of a distant star When Henry plays his steel guitar I can see my future and I can feel my past Remember if you can When cotton was picked by hand Down in Dixy under southern sky Working from sun to sun