A$AP Twelvyy, A$AP Rocky - Diamonds lyrics
A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York.U.S.
[A$AP Twelvyy, A$AP Rocky - Diamonds lyrics]
You've got a mouthful of diamonds
And a pocket full of secrets
Comic book and guns, comic books and guns
Watchin' Power, livin' Belly
Ghost-like Tommy Bunns
I'ma conquer what I vision
Bet my time gon' come
I'm Tetsuo with a Tommy gun
Paparazzi pop up where my mami from
Prolly hit a lobby with my posse drunk
Sippin' on Bacardi, take a shot of rum
Pissin' in the elevator
Still don't give a fuck
Gold grill, black mask
Still ain't switchin' up
'Member niggas called me Diddy
I was wreakin' havoc
Threw the Glock up in the river
It was too dramatic
I'm a shooter, fuck my sneaker fashion
Fantasize about a week on acids
Spazzin' when the reefer passin'
Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and a heart that's made of gold
With a mouth full of diamonds
And a pocket full of secrets
Oh, his eyes was made of stone
Pockets full of secrets
Know what I'm sayin'?
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and we all came here to go
Life is what you make it
And a pocket full of secrets
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Go, go, oh
Fancy teeth and jeans, fancy teeth and jeans
I’ve seen some shit you wouldn't believe
That made me leave the scene
Appreciate the late rappers
Paved the way rappers
I think back to backpackers
And the wave cappers
'Cause now I hate rappers
Hate today's rappers
Hate these fake rappers
Lame fashion closet gangsta (uhh) rappers
And shout outs my nigga Riley
'member Gangstalicious?
It was gangstas kissin' gangstas
If you paid attention
Before my shit was even out you
Couldn't wait to get it
But now the shit I'm puttin' out gon'
Make you think to get it take a minute
God's present 'cause I'm way too gifted
So next album fuck around and
Make you wait 'til Christmas
Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and a heart that's made of gold
With a mouth full of diamonds
And a pocket full of secrets
Oh, his eyes was made of stone
Pockets full of secrets
Know what I'm sayin'?
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and we all came here to go
Life is what you make it
And a pocket full of secrets
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Go, go, oh
And a pocket full of secrets
Comic book and guns, comic books and guns
Watchin' Power, livin' Belly
Ghost-like Tommy Bunns
I'ma conquer what I vision
Bet my time gon' come
I'm Tetsuo with a Tommy gun
Paparazzi pop up where my mami from
Prolly hit a lobby with my posse drunk
Sippin' on Bacardi, take a shot of rum
Pissin' in the elevator
Still don't give a fuck
Gold grill, black mask
Still ain't switchin' up
'Member niggas called me Diddy
I was wreakin' havoc
Threw the Glock up in the river
It was too dramatic
I'm a shooter, fuck my sneaker fashion
Fantasize about a week on acids
Spazzin' when the reefer passin'
Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and a heart that's made of gold
With a mouth full of diamonds
And a pocket full of secrets
Oh, his eyes was made of stone
Pockets full of secrets
Know what I'm sayin'?
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and we all came here to go
Life is what you make it
And a pocket full of secrets
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Go, go, oh
Fancy teeth and jeans, fancy teeth and jeans
I’ve seen some shit you wouldn't believe
That made me leave the scene
Appreciate the late rappers
Paved the way rappers
I think back to backpackers
And the wave cappers
'Cause now I hate rappers
Hate today's rappers
Hate these fake rappers
Lame fashion closet gangsta (uhh) rappers
And shout outs my nigga Riley
'member Gangstalicious?
It was gangstas kissin' gangstas
If you paid attention
Before my shit was even out you
Couldn't wait to get it
But now the shit I'm puttin' out gon'
Make you think to get it take a minute
God's present 'cause I'm way too gifted
So next album fuck around and
Make you wait 'til Christmas
Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' 'bout
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and a heart that's made of gold
With a mouth full of diamonds
And a pocket full of secrets
Oh, his eyes was made of stone
Pockets full of secrets
Know what I'm sayin'?
You've got a mouth full of diamonds
Oh, and we all came here to go
Life is what you make it
And a pocket full of secrets
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Go, go, oh
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