You've got a mouth full of diamonds And a pocket full of secrets Comic book and guns, comic books and guns Watchin' power, livin' belly, ghosts like Tommy Bunk I'ma conquer with that vision, bet my time gon' come I'm Ted Sewell with a Tommy gun Paparazzi poppin' where my mami from Probably in the lobby with my posse drunk Sippin' on Bacardi, takin' shot of rung Pissin' in the elevator, still don't give a f*** Gold grill, black mask, still ain't switchin' up Remember n****s called me Diddy? I was freakin' happy Threw the Glock up in the river, it was too dramatic I'm a shooter, f*** my sneaker fashion Fantasizin' bout a week or as it spazzin' when Aretha passin' You've got a mouth full of diamonds And a pocket full of secrets You've got a mouth full of diamonds We all can't wait to go Fancy teeth and jeans, fancy teeth and jeans I seen some s*** you wouldn't believe that make me leave the scene Appreciate the late rappers, paint the wave 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 f*** rappers And shoutouts my n***a Raleigh, remember gangsta-licious? It was gangstas kissin' gangstas if you paid attention Before my s*** was even out, you couldn't wait to get it But now this s*** 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, f*** around and make you wait to Christmas You've got a mouth full of diamonds And a pocket full of secrets You've got a mouth full of diamonds We all can't wait to go And a pocket full of secrets And a pocket full of secrets