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rocky diamonds - day one lyrics

[intro]
my artofficial n-gga
no talkin’

[hook x2]
100 since day one
been trappin’ since day two, on day three i was f-ckin’ ho s
by day four it was f-ck you
100 since day one
been trappin’ since day two, on day three i was f-ckin’ ho s
by day four it was f-ck you

[verse 1: rocky diamonds]
ay look, that gl-ss house that’s two tone
smokin’ on that too strong
atcha door like “who’s home?”
that b-tch can call me with two phones
you know it’s live when we comin’ through
choppin’ sh-t like kung fu
i smoke so much that my lungs flew
my joints old my guns new
i heard reek got all the hoes
h-ll yea, you f-ckin’ right
i pull a .30 for them ph8 boys
it’s mob and we mob for life
this sh-t is real, i was born with stripes
catch 3 ho’s like traffic lights
neva’ eva’ sip clean sprite
my sh-t is dirty like diana
activis is my favorite b-tch
in minnesota we really leanin’
if you po’in up in them lil’ cups then you fake as f-ck with this drank sh-t
fraud as h-ll with this drank sh-t
h-ll no, i can’t go
no remix, that’s straight drop
you’a get shot don’t ?
we don’t f-ck with them fake hoes
never snitch, it’s case closed
it’s halos for them pesos, i rock bape with that ape flow
big stacks that can’t fold, knock it off like fake clothes
last week i did eight shows, my next check gon’ have eight o’s, 100

[hook x2]

[verse 2: rocky diamonds]
ay look, my b-tch keep buying designer
i done came up, my ? fly
don’t believe them boys they all liars
them f-ck n-ggas ain’t try us
cause they know it’s tight like plies
i wake up and get high
my money dome like blunts, these n-ggas all on my songs
get worked out like cardio, way more than you bargain for
cause a turn up on a f-ck n-gga
we throw sh-lls like mario
them sh-ts fly, start taking souls
walk in that b-tch and start takin’ hoes
bad right? cause we movin’ o’s, my money stretch like fitness clothes
we high as f-ck cause we blowin dro
got mags like centerfold
my young n-ggas got two .12s like 24, now you know
on sunday i pray to god and watch kd
i’m 21 and i’m still alive n-gga, how the f-ck could you hate me?
but real sh-t is real sh-t and this sh-t is real, i could never change
f-ck with jets cause them n-ggas plane
fendi belts on my trues hang
can’t rest on these sh-lls boy
all them choppers ’bout big as kane
she f-ck a op and start turnin lame so i made her swerve like turnin’ lanes in this motherf-cka’, 100

[hook x2]

[outro]
blow the dope n-gga, stop talking
the f-ck… the f-ck all you n-ggas want to talk for?
do something with your f-cking life
get off your -ss, n-gga
sound like the motherf-ckin’ everest n-gga right now
cause its too much f-ck sh-t going on
young

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