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Rocky Diamonds

Rocky Diamonds is a musical artist known for his work in the hip-hop genre. He has gained recognition for his unique style and lyrical abilities. more »

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Look we lost fly and got flyier
Spendin cash on E
Polo White T and my Christian Dijon jeans
Those Jordans don't impress me
I hoop in them shit's
F*ck fame and the versi's
I'm just tryin to get rich
We lost fly and got flyier
Spent cash all week
Polo White T and my Christian Dior jeans
Those jordan's don't impress me
I'm hoop in them shit's
F*ck fame and the Versace
I'm just tryin to get rich
Look I come from the struggle

Errbody rap bro, it's all about your hussle
We only blow strong man we
Smoking on that muscle
And bitches ain't real
I don't love you cuz I don't trust you
Uncle Skoot taught me that
I'm just a young nigga
You try to mob man I hope
You brought your guns wit cha
My niggas hungry
They be juggin tryna make it out
I'm livin proof that you could stunt
And still be in the drought
Just know I'm ridin for my niggas
They won't chalk me out i'm hittin hoes
I'm hittin stains in my Ferragamo
Tell dem Thots I'm in the
City Get a hundred bottles
And I get high everyday cuz
We might not see tomorrow
Dem Shells hit you Asap if
We got fuckin problems

Aye you fuckin wit a Young nigga
Versace Killa pop dat pussy like a drug girl
Its M-O-B I bang the Mob
We don't do love girl we just get money
F*ck dese bitches and dey homegirls
I'm buyin Fendi please forgive me
I'm a young nigga versace Killa
Pop dat pussy like a drug girl
Its MOB I bang the Mob we don't do love girl
We just get money
F*ck dese bitches and dey homegirls
I'm buyin Fendi please forgive me

Look, Aye look that young nigga Rico
One hunnid like a c note
Control shit like a remote
Choppers big as D-bol
Beat em down, I shoot cha down
No squares when we come around
We don't blow dem 50 sacks
Bitch we smoke it by the pound
Music weed guns loud
Turnin up no turnin down
I just spent your rent on shades
Bet dem bitches see me now
Errbody on tv, f*ck fame, lets get rich
Like me rip, that's Hamilton
Got dese hoes naked like Africans
I rolled up dey pop beans

All these hoes be doin dicks
All these thots be fuckin tricks
I mean so much, this shit is sick
Put that bitch on back page
Bought the MOB J's the next day
Don't be mad at her mane cuz
She played your ass like 2k
Last week we brought 2k's
Been off the drink for 2 days
My OG crib like a gun range
My money fast like mustangs
I'm sippin lean like Pimp C
Runnin shit like 6 feet
Versace ring on my trigger finger
When I shoot shit it's still designer
All these hoes want a hot boy, on fire
Smoking fire
Man we just some young niggas whose
Getting rich and getting high
Cross da mob and you meeting God
In the Fendi store like I need it all

WNBA shit, dey know all my bitches ball
Girl f*ck wit Young and I
Get your life together
I'm a fly mothafucker
I could prolly change the weather
And I still don't get dress
I just put shit together
And a skirt is still a skirt
Don't give a f*ck if dat bitch is leather

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