J Cla**ic - Day One lyrics

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