Ay Man Say Man (RIP Bally)

https://smarturl.it/GrowingPainsDM

Music Video: https://youtu.be/uHKJ22ieExA

GrowingPains (Prod. Yung Icey)

Now don’t this shit sound like victory 
Don’t it sound like you just crossed the finish line
Don’t it sound like you just hit a successful lick
Like you just signed yo first deal after years of rhymes
Like the girl you wanted back in high school hit ya line but you don’t want her now you hit her back like never mind 
It Sound like you got a raise, sound like you got it made, like you hanging out the sun roof screaming money ain’t a thang 
done made it this far you can’t let nothing get in ya way 
I done seen the darker days it ain’t much that make me afraid 
Made it here by keeping the negative shit away from me
Shoutout the ones who prayed for me, and those who paved a way for me
On purpose did it blatantly, this shit here ain’t from accident, I put 10 thousand hours in and never did no sucker shit, for years we lived while struggling, got game play right no huddling, the practice film we studying, perfecting our attack 
Ain’t no going back where we was at and that’s a fact 
This shit sound like victory, we adding to the stats
1 time for the winning team, the most proficient pack 
Thank god, me, myself, and I- put them names on the plaque

Victory (Prod. Kare Beats)

Careless Adolescence EP
Produced by Yung Icey
purchase on Itunes: https://itunes.apple.com/album/id900546500
video: https://youtu.be/D7D1aWuUN4g

Drugs (Prod. Yung Icey)

Careless Adolescence EP Produced By Yung Icey
Video: https://youtu.be/2Nlb1nABkqo

Xanax (Prod. By Yung Icey)

Careless Adolescence EP Prod. By Yung Icey

WhatiLove(Prod.Yung Icey)

Kemosabe (Prod. Yung Icey)

South Carolina (Prod. Yung Icey)

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCf7IGXwLO8
First Single off of "Careless Adolescence II" 
Engineered by: Nick Gregory

Blow (Prod. Yung Icey)

Official Video Link:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjlBTRoVT6w
Written by DiAmond Miller
Produced by Yung Icey
Engineered by Nick Gregory

Drugs 2 (Prod. Yung Icey)

Written by DiAmond Miller
Produced by Yung Icey
Engineered by Nick Gregory

Chronic (Prod. Yung Icey)

OMG (Prod. Yung Icey)

Payday (Prod. Yung Icey)

F*ck Relationships (Prod. Yung Icey)

Genocide (Prod. Yung Icey)

Stoner Chick (Prod. Yung Icey)

TwoFour - TwoThree (Prod. Ricky Hernandez)

Written By DiAmond Miller
Prod. The Klepto
Engineered by The Klepto

On The Reg (Prod. The Klepto)

Due Time

Mystical (Prod. MilanMakesBeats)

VENUS (Prod. MilanMakesBeats)

Why Do All My Songs Turn To Suicide Notes

Why Do All My Songs Turn To Suicide Notes (Prod. Akachi)

Paranoid (Prod. The Klepto)

Roughneck (Prod. NA$A)

Couple (Prod. Yung Icey)

DontGetItConFused (Prod. Yung Icey)

TodayIGotTime (Prod. Jonny Tsunami)

Kirkwood (Prod. Jonny Tsunami)

Memories (Prod. Jonny Tsunami)

Okay, You Got Me, I'm In Love With You The Mostest.

Mostest (Prod. Jay Prodo)

Still A Saint (Prod. UKNOITSRICH)

Feature (Prod. Jay Prodo)

Stay yo ass inside. 
Produced and Engineered by Cooper (AKA The Klepto)

Quarantine Freestyle (Prod. by Cooper Lambert)

Safe with me, let down your guard.
Music video: https://youtu.be/QqZWLbKLBvg

DiAmond Miller - Skins Season Finale (Prod. Johnny Tsunami)

DiAmond Miller - Inclusion (Prod. Cooper Lambert)

Download my mixtape "DiAmond in the Rough: Part II" here: http://www.datpiff.com/Millz-Diamond-In-The-Rough-Part-II-mixtape.463637.html

Pothead Friends (Prod. by Kevin Scott)

Off day 
(Hook)
Verse 1:
I don’t really know how to say but really I don’t wanna be famous
I just want my songs heard all round the world it don’t matter if they know what my
name is 
I just wanna make a living off these tunes so I never have to punch another clock
Put a smile on my face when I’m talking to my boss like I’m happy to be here but I’m not
If I could rewind or I could stop time I woulda skipped school like fuck that degree 
So trust and believe I do have regrets but what you expect? We humans you and me
No don’t get me wrong I’m happy where I’m at, my girlfriend is sweet my job pay the
rent 
It’s celsers in the fridge where beers use to be
Blunts got replaced with bowls of thc
They ask me where I been it don’t offend me 
Been far away from where I’m use to
My friends see a change my family do too
Everybody grow up at least we meant to 
When thoughts is too much who can I vent to? When everyone fake they all so see
through
I had you for a fan but I can’t keep you cuz life is too real and I’m so consumed 
If you’re loose the wave, can’t just resume ya gotta start a new it depends on the moon
Am I gonna write today it depend on my mood
I don’t think they really want it
I’m just reading the room
I got far to go but I’m gone commute the beat is my whip
I ride with no roof I spent when I feel like I got no tooth like fuck your studio I got my own
booth
Bury me here I got my own suit
I do my own thing they go they own way I’m always at work but this my off day
Yea this my off day
(Hook)
Gotta keep on
Working so long (x3)
Dreaming of days, dreaming of days that we’ll be on
Gotta stay strong, nigga come on
Bitch I ain’t going no where I’m here I’m setting the tone
When you grow up you gon realize you all on yo own
Verse2:
I don’t really know how to say this but really I don’t wanna be famous 

But don’t nobody wanna be nameless
Blame this on my ego I can take it
Hey when your heart become so vacant?
Seem like I got removed it’s hard to know why with all the bad I do
Loosing your love and trying to recoup
Going MIA and trying to exist
Don’t know what I’m doing stupidity is bliss
In my eyes when I drop I don’t miss
Damn that’s my ego again man tisk tisk
Couple friends if they rapped they might diss
Said I don’t value they friendship
If you ask me they acting like a bitch
If you ask them they captain the whole shop
Never apologize for speaking on my mind
Love yo truth I’ll worry about mine
Nigga I don’t ever shit where I dine
Swear to god if I’m lying then I’m flying
Never doing right I’m never good enough
Ya don’t despise me your love don’t show enough I’ll do it on my own who wanna call
my bluff?
I got it on lock my grind hood the cuffs
I got em on lock they can’t break the gate
Negate all the hate, look at what’s all at stake
You call em fans I call em all my mates
Cuz they the ones who listen when I got sum to say
No attention span I got none to pay so you can miss me with the picture ya paint
I don’t do it for the views I don’t care what you rate 
Can’t shit what they eat they don’t care if I ate
Just give me one meal I’ll clean off the plate
They do they own thing I go my own way
I’m always at work but this my off day
Yeah this my off day
Hook

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