Rocky Diamonds - Day One lyrics

rate me

My artificial nigga

Diamond life, hey look hey

2 x Hook:

One hundred since day one

being trapped since day two,

on day three ass fucking hoes,

by day four it was f*ck you.

One hundred since day one

being trapped since day two,

on day three ass fucking hoes,

by day four it was f*ck you.

Hey glass house that's too tone

smoking on that too strong,

at your door like who's home

that bitch gone call me with two phones

you know it's loud when we come through,

choppin shit like kung fu,

I smoke so much that my lung's flu,

my joints all my guns new,

I heard reek got all the hoes,

hell yeah, you're f*cking right,

I'll pull a 30 for them fake boys,

its mob and we mob for life,

this shit is real, I was born with stripes

catch three hoes like traffic lights,

never ever shit clean sprite, my shit is dirty like DIana

Actavis..my favorite bitch,

in Minnesota we really leanin,

if you pouring up in them little cups

then you fake as fuck fraud as hell with this drank shit,

Hell no, I can't go,no remix that straight drop,

you're gone get shot, don't cay wrong,

we don't f*ck with them fake hoes,

never snitch is case closed,

It's halos for them pesos I rock paper that ate floor

big stacks that can't fold, knock it off like fake clothes,

last week I did 8 shows, my next check gonna have 8 O's

[2 x Hook:]

Hey look,my bitch keep buy design

I came up, my hoes fly,

don't believe them boys they all lies,

them fuck niggas ain't try

Us they know it's tight like plies,

I wake up and get high,

my money..like blunts, these niggas on my songs,

keep work out like cardio, waiting more than you're buggin for,

'cause it turn up on the f*ck nigga,

we throw shells like Mario,

them shits fly,and start taking souls,

walking in that bitches, start taking hoes,

bad right 'cause we're moving O's

my money stretch like fitness clothes,

we high as fuck 'cause we're blowing..

got macks like cin of foes,

my young niggas got two twelve,

like 24, now you know,

on Sunday I pray to God, and watch kay D I'm 21

and I'm still alive nigga how to fuck,

could you hate me but real shit is real shit,

if this shit is real I could never change,

f*ck with jaz 'cause them niggas claim,

findy bell so my truth hang,

payin rest in this shells boy,

all them choppers bout biggest cain

she f*cked the opera, start turning lames,

so I made it swerve like turning lanes this motherf*cka 1 hunna

[2 x Hook:]