| Song | Diamonds |
| Artist | Common |
| Album | Nobody's Smiling |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro - Big Sean:] | |
| (Oh) Walk up in the thing, got my campaign poppin’ | |
| Champagne poppin’, bad thing poppin’ | |
| Headed to the door, and ain’t a damn thing knockin’ (no) | |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin’ | |
| Campaign poppin’, champagne poppin’ | |
| [Verse 1 - Common:] | |
| I wrote this on my born day, it was a warm day | |
| Niggas gotta eat, we gon’ do it gourmet | |
| I’m hearing fuckin’ voices, like when porn play | |
| Stay, stay on your grind like foreplay | |
| What more can I say? Diamonds are for the day | |
| That means to shine, you find a way | |
| Stayed on porches, backyards, and gainways | |
| Learned strange ways between | |
| and Langley | |
| Champagne ambitions | |
| I pour it out for my man who made his transition | |
| Was about paper, pussy, Prada, ego | |
| Born to fly, call me the bald eagle | |
| Open shows at the Regal for Daddy Kane and Eazy-E though | |
| Boys in the hood is hard like kilos of heroin | |
| The hero that came from zero | |
| My bars and my PR like Puerto Rico | |
| This bra from the DR said I was frío | |
| That’s Ice Cold like Dre, triple three yo | |
| Pino noir style, better with time | |
| I’m gambling with watches getting better with time | |
| So I’mma ride this out for long as God allow me | |
| They say “time is money”, forever is my salary | |
| I shine tomorrow with what I do today | |
| Yo, get this money, put the diamonds on display | |
| [Hook - Big Sean:] | |
| (Oh) Walk up in the thing and got my campaign poppin’ | |
| Champagne poppin’, bad thing poppin’ | |
| Headed to the door, and ain’t a damn thing knockin’ (no) | |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin’ | |
| Campaign poppin’, champagne poppin’ | |
| Hit you with the street sweeper now you gotta get to moppin’ (no) | |
| [Bridge - Big Sean:] | |
| Ay, ay, ay , ay , ay, ay, ay, ay | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| [Verse 2 - Common:] | |
| Bars in alignment, stars in alignment | |
| of consignment, God’s in the diamonds | |
| Evolve from the science, power and refinement | |
| Read between the lines, hard to define us | |
| Niggas that’s behind us, throwing up signs to signify us | |
| In the benz leaning like we biased | |
| I seen lead fly by us, that shit scary | |
| You can go cold and blow everything you have in a flash | |
| The moment is to live it like your last | |
| Moments that we have never living in the last | |
| My time, man, precious like diamonds | |
| Look through the glass, see what I magnify man | |
| I’mma be shining ‘til I die man | |
| I’mma rare diamond that’s hard to find man | |
| Climbing to the mountain top, MLK day | |
| To the streets I speak my piece like an A.K | |
| 47 to 87 to the hundreds | |
| Jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted | |
| Dreams reflect clarity, ain’t no disparity | |
| Between peace and prosperity, so marry me diamond | |
| [Verse 3 - Big Sean:] | |
| Reminiscing when I had everything on layaway | |
| I’m rolling with me and my partner like it was Training Day | |
| Way before the ballin’ that was back off in the training days | |
| I used to hit the barber chair and say “I need that fadeaway” | |
| Had a crush on what’s her name, the feelings never fade away | |
| Older brother gang bang, banging like an 808 | |
| Said you can’t take his chain away | |
| Real play you can’t take his game away | |
| Slang away, walk up in this thing like a real Rockefeller | |
| But you can’t take my dame away, devil in a red dress | |
| But she got that angel face | |
| I could teach her how to get it day to day to day to day | |
| The G code is my combination | |
| Catch me off in the bank thumbing through all kinds of faces | |
| Catch me in court, beating all kinds of cases | |
| Weed, money, pussy, liquor, that’s my favorite combination | |
| Diamonds |
| Intro Big Sean: | |
| Oh Walk up in the thing, got my campaign poppin' | |
| Champagne poppin', bad thing poppin' | |
| Headed to the door, and ain' t a damn thing knockin' no | |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' | |
| Campaign poppin', champagne poppin' | |
| Verse 1 Common: | |
| I wrote this on my born day, it was a warm day | |
| Niggas gotta eat, we gon' do it gourmet | |
| I' m hearing fuckin' voices, like when porn play | |
| Stay, stay on your grind like foreplay | |
| What more can I say? Diamonds are for the day | |
| That means to shine, you find a way | |
| Stayed on porches, backyards, and gainways | |
| Learned strange ways between | |
| and Langley | |
| Champagne ambitions | |
| I pour it out for my man who made his transition | |
| Was about paper, pussy, Prada, ego | |
| Born to fly, call me the bald eagle | |
| Open shows at the Regal for Daddy Kane and EazyE though | |
| Boys in the hood is hard like kilos of heroin | |
| The hero that came from zero | |
| My bars and my PR like Puerto Rico | |
| This bra from the DR said I was fri o | |
| That' s Ice Cold like Dre, triple three yo | |
| Pino noir style, better with time | |
| I' m gambling with watches getting better with time | |
| So I' mma ride this out for long as God allow me | |
| They say " time is money", forever is my salary | |
| I shine tomorrow with what I do today | |
| Yo, get this money, put the diamonds on display | |
| Hook Big Sean: | |
| Oh Walk up in the thing and got my campaign poppin' | |
| Champagne poppin', bad thing poppin' | |
| Headed to the door, and ain' t a damn thing knockin' no | |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' | |
| Campaign poppin', champagne poppin' | |
| Hit you with the street sweeper now you gotta get to moppin' no | |
| Bridge Big Sean: | |
| Ay, ay, ay , ay , ay, ay, ay, ay | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Verse 2 Common: | |
| Bars in alignment, stars in alignment | |
| of consignment, God' s in the diamonds | |
| Evolve from the science, power and refinement | |
| Read between the lines, hard to define us | |
| Niggas that' s behind us, throwing up signs to signify us | |
| In the benz leaning like we biased | |
| I seen lead fly by us, that shit scary | |
| You can go cold and blow everything you have in a flash | |
| The moment is to live it like your last | |
| Moments that we have never living in the last | |
| My time, man, precious like diamonds | |
| Look through the glass, see what I magnify man | |
| I' mma be shining ' til I die man | |
| I' mma rare diamond that' s hard to find man | |
| Climbing to the mountain top, MLK day | |
| To the streets I speak my piece like an A. K | |
| 47 to 87 to the hundreds | |
| Jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted | |
| Dreams reflect clarity, ain' t no disparity | |
| Between peace and prosperity, so marry me diamond | |
| Verse 3 Big Sean: | |
| Reminiscing when I had everything on layaway | |
| I' m rolling with me and my partner like it was Training Day | |
| Way before the ballin' that was back off in the training days | |
| I used to hit the barber chair and say " I need that fadeaway" | |
| Had a crush on what' s her name, the feelings never fade away | |
| Older brother gang bang, banging like an 808 | |
| Said you can' t take his chain away | |
| Real play you can' t take his game away | |
| Slang away, walk up in this thing like a real Rockefeller | |
| But you can' t take my dame away, devil in a red dress | |
| But she got that angel face | |
| I could teach her how to get it day to day to day to day | |
| The G code is my combination | |
| Catch me off in the bank thumbing through all kinds of faces | |
| Catch me in court, beating all kinds of cases | |
| Weed, money, pussy, liquor, that' s my favorite combination | |
| Diamonds |
| Intro Big Sean: | |
| Oh Walk up in the thing, got my campaign poppin' | |
| Champagne poppin', bad thing poppin' | |
| Headed to the door, and ain' t a damn thing knockin' no | |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' | |
| Campaign poppin', champagne poppin' | |
| Verse 1 Common: | |
| I wrote this on my born day, it was a warm day | |
| Niggas gotta eat, we gon' do it gourmet | |
| I' m hearing fuckin' voices, like when porn play | |
| Stay, stay on your grind like foreplay | |
| What more can I say? Diamonds are for the day | |
| That means to shine, you find a way | |
| Stayed on porches, backyards, and gainways | |
| Learned strange ways between | |
| and Langley | |
| Champagne ambitions | |
| I pour it out for my man who made his transition | |
| Was about paper, pussy, Prada, ego | |
| Born to fly, call me the bald eagle | |
| Open shows at the Regal for Daddy Kane and EazyE though | |
| Boys in the hood is hard like kilos of heroin | |
| The hero that came from zero | |
| My bars and my PR like Puerto Rico | |
| This bra from the DR said I was frí o | |
| That' s Ice Cold like Dre, triple three yo | |
| Pino noir style, better with time | |
| I' m gambling with watches getting better with time | |
| So I' mma ride this out for long as God allow me | |
| They say " time is money", forever is my salary | |
| I shine tomorrow with what I do today | |
| Yo, get this money, put the diamonds on display | |
| Hook Big Sean: | |
| Oh Walk up in the thing and got my campaign poppin' | |
| Champagne poppin', bad thing poppin' | |
| Headed to the door, and ain' t a damn thing knockin' no | |
| Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin' | |
| Campaign poppin', champagne poppin' | |
| Hit you with the street sweeper now you gotta get to moppin' no | |
| Bridge Big Sean: | |
| Ay, ay, ay , ay , ay, ay, ay, ay | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Tryna get it every way, every day | |
| Verse 2 Common: | |
| Bars in alignment, stars in alignment | |
| of consignment, God' s in the diamonds | |
| Evolve from the science, power and refinement | |
| Read between the lines, hard to define us | |
| Niggas that' s behind us, throwing up signs to signify us | |
| In the benz leaning like we biased | |
| I seen lead fly by us, that shit scary | |
| You can go cold and blow everything you have in a flash | |
| The moment is to live it like your last | |
| Moments that we have never living in the last | |
| My time, man, precious like diamonds | |
| Look through the glass, see what I magnify man | |
| I' mma be shining ' til I die man | |
| I' mma rare diamond that' s hard to find man | |
| Climbing to the mountain top, MLK day | |
| To the streets I speak my piece like an A. K | |
| 47 to 87 to the hundreds | |
| Jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted | |
| Dreams reflect clarity, ain' t no disparity | |
| Between peace and prosperity, so marry me diamond | |
| Verse 3 Big Sean: | |
| Reminiscing when I had everything on layaway | |
| I' m rolling with me and my partner like it was Training Day | |
| Way before the ballin' that was back off in the training days | |
| I used to hit the barber chair and say " I need that fadeaway" | |
| Had a crush on what' s her name, the feelings never fade away | |
| Older brother gang bang, banging like an 808 | |
| Said you can' t take his chain away | |
| Real play you can' t take his game away | |
| Slang away, walk up in this thing like a real Rockefeller | |
| But you can' t take my dame away, devil in a red dress | |
| But she got that angel face | |
| I could teach her how to get it day to day to day to day | |
| The G code is my combination | |
| Catch me off in the bank thumbing through all kinds of faces | |
| Catch me in court, beating all kinds of cases | |
| Weed, money, pussy, liquor, that' s my favorite combination | |
| Diamonds |