Day One

[Intro] My Artofficial nigga No talkin' [Hook x2] 100 since day one Been trappin' since day two, on day three I was fuckin' ho s By day four it was fuck you 100 since day one Been trappin' since day two, on day three I was fuckin' ho s By day four it was fuck you [Verse 1: Rocky Diamonds] Ay look, that glass house that's two tone Smokin' on that too strong Atcha door like "who's home?" That bitch can call me with two phones You know it's live when we comin' through Choppin' shit like kung fu I smoke so much that my lungs flew My joints old my guns new I heard Reek got all the hoes Hell yea, you fuckin' right I pull a .30 for them PH8 boys It's MOB and we mob for life This shit is real, I was born with stripes Catch 3 ho's like traffic lights Neva' eva' sip clean Sprite My shit is dirty like Diana Activis is my favorite bitch In Minnesota we really leanin' If you po'in up in them lil' cups then you fake as fuck with this drank shit Fraud as hell with this drank shit Hell no, I can't go No remix, that's straight drop You'a get shot don't ? We don't fuck 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 bitch keep buying designer I done came up, my ? fly Don't believe them boys they all liars Them fuck niggas ain't try us Cause they know it's tight like Plies I wake up and get high My money dome like blunts, these niggas all on my songs Get worked out like cardio, way more than you bargain for Cause a turn up on a fuck nigga We throw shells like Mario Them shits fly, start taking souls Walk in that bitch and start takin' hoes Bad right? cause we movin' O's, my money stretch like fitness clothes We high as fuck cause we blowin dro Got mags like centerfold My young niggas 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 nigga, how the fuck could you hate me? But real shit is real shit and this shit is real, I could never change Fuck with jets cause them niggas plane Fendi belts on my Trues hang Can't rest on these shells boy All them choppers 'bout big as Kane She fuck a op and start turnin lame so I made her swerve like turnin' lanes in this motherfucka', 100 [Hook x2] [Outro] Blow the dope nigga, stop talking The fuck... the fuck all you niggas want to talk for? Do something with your fucking life Get off your ass, nigga Sound like the motherfuckin' Everest nigga right now Cause its too much fuck shit going on Young