Diamonds

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's 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
 
 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's 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