LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeDiplomatic Immunity
[Verse]Diplomatic immunity, fuck 'emAll that peace and that unityAll that weak shit'll ruin me, fuck 'em, yeah'Cause niggas started talkin' to me like I'm slowin' downOpinions over statistics, of courseGassed off journalisticCome at me and all you'll get is the ballistic reportBooked a private room at Wylie's, waiter twistin' the corkI got multi-colored rings like the Olympics, of courseAt award shows, cuttin' through the tension, of courseGirls huggin' me then askin' me, "What scent that is, boy?"I be walkin' around the Six like I invented it, boyYeah, who am I? The do or dieThe one with the fewest lies and the truest tiesThey try to compare usBut like a job straight outta high school there's no you and II taught you everything you know, now you got student prideAll factual, I call the house "the embassy"The studio "the chapel", I hate to travelI just pulled up on Solana show, the girl's a naturalI knew her way back when Hollywood was internationalYeah, the furthest I've been, that's word to my endsWord to the flags that belong in the hood of my BenzVery presidential, I broke all the codes for zonin' in my residentialI broke spirits that I never meant toMy body isn't much of a sacred temple, with vodka and wineAnd sleep at the opposite timesPromise shit is gettin' outta line like when you make a stencilOr gettin' outta line like when you break a pencilViolatin' the Treaty of VersaillesChampagne is the alias, but no cease and desist in II refuse to comply with regulationsI listen to heavy metal for meditation, no silenceLike Sanders on the Detroit LionsGet a run around and I'll bury you where they won't find yaMotor City Casino, I'm at the cage with my old licenseThey tell me "don't worry, I got your money" like Osirus(I'm the Osiris of this shit)Dirty 30, workin' on meTired of women that may tag me in pictures airin' my dirty laundryCaterin' is from Giorgio Baldi, Robyn's favoriteShit is nice, but I prefer MadeoCalamari rings and tomatoI got the sauce and now shorties keep claimin' preggoWakin' up at 6 PM like, "Where does the day go?"Forecastin' tornadoes, brainstormin' retaliation at dinner tables2010 was when I lost my halo2017 I lost a J. LoA Rotterdam trip had me on front page thoughI had to lay low, Hot Topic like your everyday clothesClosed off but I could never stay closedBillboard awards, I claimed 13 out in Vegas like SureñosBlack excellence, but I guess when it comes to me it’s not the same though, all goodieThat just pushed me to do the things we all couldn’tNiggas stakin' out the crib, it’s all gravyProtection that God gave meShit is complex like short niggas 'round tall ladiesI gotta watch who I’m talkin' to like it’s all-agesI’ve seen buddin' careers turn to sit around and talk about other careers, judgin' their peersKnowledge from niggas who did not contribute to none of this hereAsu2Cover my ears, my security government tierYeah, advance the venue so we know the exitsCheck the guest listIf opps make an appearance at least it’s expectedTell ‘em I don’t wanna link like a broken necklaceI’ll be in better company with my own reflectionMirror, mirror, on the ceilin' of my suite in the Royal PalaceThe TV playin' Al JazeeraInshallah, I hope the mission keeps on gettin' clearerWhenever, wherever, OVO will always be together like Shakira[Outro]I love, I loveI love, I love itBaby, I
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