Lyrics to Dear Diary
(I just got the Runtz, Runtz pack got my EY3ZLOW)
One, two, three
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
They shit 'em up, sleeping in dorms but not college
They really wildin', being foolish and not ridin'
When they come home they chillin' for they lil' mistress
Ayy fuck these bitches, they ain't focuses, he got a vision
He say he don't get out preachin', he speakin', you better listen
And he really tryna stop sinin' when 30 Lord won't forgive him
But that ain't the purpose
Gotta have him a sеcond plan if the first one don't work
Say you wanna trap out and servе, but rap in a verse
Hotboii and Lil Von don't wanna come together, don't wanna emerge
But really both the same person
But really they not
Hotboii he hot, and Lil Von say he you rock
Just give him some guap
He fell in love with that one bitch and remember she broke your heart
Hotboii got all of the ho's and dawgs from the start
He working on music so he ain't sleeping when it be dark
Lil Von he be thinking 'bout money, he be creepin' while it be dark
So now he got him a chain
Hotboii [?], Lil Von pulled up with his SK
But [?]
Lil Von just run his lady friend in the ground
Man, shit so sweet how they handle shit on lock, you know somebody had to keep
Both of them niggas mommas and both of them niggas sweet
And the moral of the story, both of them niggas is me
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
One, two, three
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
They shit 'em up, sleeping in dorms but not college
They really wildin', being foolish and not ridin'
When they come home they chillin' for they lil' mistress
Ayy fuck these bitches, they ain't focuses, he got a vision
He say he don't get out preachin', he speakin', you better listen
And he really tryna stop sinin' when 30 Lord won't forgive him
But that ain't the purpose
Gotta have him a sеcond plan if the first one don't work
Say you wanna trap out and servе, but rap in a verse
Hotboii and Lil Von don't wanna come together, don't wanna emerge
But really both the same person
But really they not
Hotboii he hot, and Lil Von say he you rock
Just give him some guap
He fell in love with that one bitch and remember she broke your heart
Hotboii got all of the ho's and dawgs from the start
He working on music so he ain't sleeping when it be dark
Lil Von he be thinking 'bout money, he be creepin' while it be dark
So now he got him a chain
Hotboii [?], Lil Von pulled up with his SK
But [?]
Lil Von just run his lady friend in the ground
Man, shit so sweet how they handle shit on lock, you know somebody had to keep
Both of them niggas mommas and both of them niggas sweet
And the moral of the story, both of them niggas is me
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
Dear diary
I turn one over to my diary (To my diary)
They only know Hotboii, what about Lil Von?
