conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Diamonds with the following description: On “Diamonds,” Moroccan rapper French Montana enlists the help of J. Cole and Rick Ross in order to boast about their material possessions and exorbitant wealth. On the boastful track, the rappers offer a glimpse into their world and juxtapose their current living status from their difficult upbringings. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: French Montana & 
  J. Cole
  ]
  Ricky Rozay (
  Hey
  )
  J. Cole, Montana
  It's a real nigga revolution, real nigga revolution
  Haaan 
  (
  It should not be televised
  )
  Diamonds (
  Huh
  )
  [Chorus: J. Cole]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  [Verse 1: J. Cole]
  Now on some sweet shit, I want my kisses when I want them
  On some freak shit, I want my dick sucked when I want it
  On some G-shit, I got my chips up now I’m balling
  On some Keith Sweat, I sing, them bitches get to falling
  On some Ville shit
  , made to ball like a goalie net
  On some real shit, ain't set the time on my Rollie yet - foolish nigga
  Always been the coolest nigga, way before you knew this nigga
  I went to school with niggas, snatched they bitch then tutor niggas
  My hoes smoke, I watch them, don’t roll the blunts, I just cop them
  Feed her shots of the vodka, she open up like a locker
  She a bougie chick, seen every flick at the Oscars
  She say I'm just like Sinatra,
   
  her pops is into the opera
  Well look here, my dear, I'm the Pavarotti of rhymers
  In a brand new Maserati, how paparazzi gon' find us
  When my windows tinted like a limo? This is where I write my demo
  Duckin' the devil, you could say I live my life in limbo [Pre-Chorus: French Montana & 
  J. Cole
  ]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds
  Neck full of diamonds (Bling) bracelet full of diamonds (Bling)
  Watch full of diamonds (Bling) rings full of diamonds (Bling)
  You know I be shinin', drippin' in diamonds (Bling)
  Bitches love them diamonds
  Now throw up all your motherfuckin' diamonds
  [Chorus: J. Cole & 
  French Montana
  ]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up!
  [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  (
  Maybach Music
  )
  Rose from the bottom, I brush the dirt off my shoulders
  Pinky ring got a boulder, that bitch, it cost ten Corollas
  Get so Swizz on the beats, I'm so swift with a freak
  Know I’m draped like a king, 
  strapped with Iron Sheik
  Call my chick Cleopatra, she got rings on her toes
  Kings living forever, I die, embalm me in gold
  All the bad bitches mourn, somebody sing me a song
  Let the kids touch my casket, make sure my neck full of stones
  Put my face on that cheddar, got big stones in my bezel
  Friends come and they go but a diamond forever
  Make sure this car ride slow, Rozay, J. Cole
  Got three mil' on my neck, red suede Kangol [Pre-Chorus: French Montana & 
  J. Cole
  ]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds
  Neck full of diamonds (Bling) bracelet full of diamonds (Bling)
  Watch full of diamonds (Bling) rings full of diamonds (Bling)
  You know I be shinin', drippin' in diamonds (Bling)
  Bitches love them diamonds
  Now throw up all your motherfuckin' diamonds
  [Chorus: J. Cole & 
  French Montana
  ]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up!
  [Verse 3: French Montana]
  Neck full of diamonds, wrist worth an island
  Forty niggas strapped up, yeah, 49ers
  40/40
   bank, forty commas
  Give them forty cash and forty on consignment, haaan
  Diamonds, we got mils on, connected like a jail phone
  Shorty want to ride it on top with her heels on
  Playin with them falcons like I’m from Decatur
  Different zip code every if you talk about my neighbor nigga!
  You know we play with different paper nigga
  Staples Center, get your head full of staples nigga
  I’m talking Paul Pierce with the handle nigga
  And all my diamonds clear like a sample nigga [Pre-Chorus: French Montana & 
  J. Cole
  ]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds
  Neck full of diamonds (Bling) bracelet full of diamonds (Bling)
  Watch full of diamonds (Bling) rings full of diamonds (Bling)
  You know I be shinin', drippin' in diamonds (Bling)
  Bitches love them diamonds
  Now throw up all your motherfuckin' diamonds
  [Chorus: J. Cole & 
  French Montana
  ]
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up
  Now let me see them fuckin' diamonds, diamonds
  Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
  Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up!