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Lyrics Dust To Diamonds – Rapsody
(Feat. Faouzia)


(Faouzia & Rapsody)
I, I keep on turning dust to diamonds
I’ll make sure that this rust keeps shining
No matter the price I pay (Talk that talk)
And I, I’ll get back up and keep on fighting
I’ll be the one to ride the lightning (Yeah)
Through all the pressure and the pain
I turn dust to diamonds

(Rapsody & Faouzia)
Turned a quarter to a quarter milly (Yeah)
Went from dark days in the black (Talk)
I ain’t Lauryn Hill but still the path I took was hella Hilly (Right)
A queen within her palace, every stone you threw, look what it built me
This for every baller that they court (I turn dust to diamonds), I hope you look to Billie
Jean King, my gloves swing, I made ’em see stars and thrillers
Laila Ali, ran the track like Flo Jo, nail me to the crosses
X Games, Kelly Clark’s, pipe down, made ’em do it
Arenas scream, “Serena”, this like Jesus music (I turn dust to diamonds)
Never seen nobody body like she bodied with that body, Jesus Christ
Counting all the crosses, Diana Taurasi, hella nice
Veins filled with hella ice (Yeah), so why I need the jewelry? (Why?)
I put a spin on everything, yeah, I’m Kristi Yamaguchi
I turned dust into diamonds (Come on), and turned diamonds just like that (Talk)
I’m richer son/Richardson but not enough, they still try to sock her price
And never foot the bill, though we’ve defeated that twice (Yeah)
Times twice, four on Abbey Road, this what it feel like, sucker

(Faouzia)
I, I keep on turning dust to diamonds
I’ll make sure that this rust keeps shining
No matter the price I pay
And I, I’ll get back up and keep on fighting
I’ll be the one to ride the lightning
Through all the pressure and the pain
I turn dust to diamonds

(Rapsody & Faouzia)
Give me my bread and put the ham on
Hammon, this ain’t Spurs of the moment (Yeah)
I get my Hamm on, M-I-A, my jam on
A Heat check like Allison Fe-lex (Come on)
Give me respects, screaming, “We next”
Osaka Naomi, the pressure on was on me (I turn dust to diamonds)
Made diamonds outta Roc checks (Uh)
A bar flex, cunningham
My cunning I waited/weighted (Yeah)
Remember all the road that they gated
I skated you should Joyner/join her just like Jackie do
What occur, see it through (I turn dust to diamonds), and up the checks (Yeah)
Asked for equal pay and they dug less (Yeah)
Douglas Gabby Simone (Uh)
Only ones that we respect, on floors
Their routines are not like yours
We ride waves, they used ours
Sticks and stones don’t break bones
Diamonds coming out my pores (Yeah)
We ain’t poor (Come on)
We complex like diamonds (Diamonds)
We got next/necks, these bodies ain’t just objects
I object, can’t judge me
I hold court like Sue Bird (Sue Bird)
So whoever needed the jury/jewelry
Made diamonds outta two words, don’t die, man, just get yours

(Faouzia)
Be careful of those stones you’re throwing
That’s what keeps me going
Going, I

(Faouzia)
I, I keep on turning dust to diamonds
I’ll make sure that this rust keeps shining
No matter the price I pay
And I, I’ll get back up and keep on fighting
I’ll be the one to ride the lightning
Through all the pressure and the pain
I turn dust to diamonds

(Faouzia)
La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la
I turn dust to diamonds, I turn dust to diamonds, I turn dust to diamonds

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