Lyrics:
You know how it goes
Thotty off Molly
scooped her from the lobby
She gon fuck me and my posse
suckin me up all in my mozzy
I got tod up on my body
Yo, VIP, let's kick it!
Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something
of the coming time
Brother can you spare a new paradigm?
Shredding up the documents that they all drew
Kids won’t know if it was true
I don't know what to tell ya
New outlook
Fuck the old stuff
Or fuck the new stuff
Cause right now i feel used up
Tired melodies
Familiar sounds
Repetition's repetition
Never
There's rules to this game, Yo! I promise you kid
You can play by your own, but you ain't going to live
I try to tell you Trust No One, but you
(that's really shitty writing)
Right before we smoke ourselves out
And the oceans turn black
And by the time I finish it up, I've arrived
Noelle's on my
a fiend when they caught up on the glass pipe
Me, I'm still caught up from last night
Same clothes from the club on the block getting cash right
Damn, you
Piscataway, 8 Ki's I have we lay
Half today, my whole island like Gilligan its fast away
By the way, [whats up dawg] who's hardest
Probation over yeah, ima
How I keep from goin' under?
It's like a jungle outside
Sometimes I wonder how I keep from goin' under
We scream, "Black Lives Matter," but we
don't matter who era
2019 open doors for the kid
Rolls truck cold, got doors like a fridge
No lies told, it's a fact where I live
Brooklyn team wear
moves
Hop in my ride
Driving through lights parton my mood
I know it's not right
But fuck what is right you can die with the truth
So I'm cutting my
Ain’t tryna get in where I fit in
Tryna buy this whole block
Don’t ask me shit bout this drip
Just know it cost me a lot
I got all type of guns
But
a tan man
It's Himanshu, who could it be
In that red Budweiser hat, who but me?
White dad swag, my seeds change the world
Don't have kids, you're not
good aint a thang but a chicken wing
I’m that nigga spell it right thats a double G
I’m the finesseing kid
I got a bag to get
I might just bag your bae
think nobody know
I'm worried for you kid what happened to your will to live
I seen a bee lose it's stinger bout to die still tried to fly
So why
allure
No hitting failsafes
That’s what you signed up for
Got a lot of chips to bargain off
Surrounded by dogs they all barking ah
I mean it’s hard
Would you rather live life like me or by the book? (you get it?)
Sheesh, we are what we are
Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER
He's
cops, kings, queens
Fox News, Idnes, Blesk magazine
Billionaires, sinister prime ministers
It's only fair we guillotine Donnie live on the air
I don't
by
You might have set the bar, but I set it high
And now that I'm on the track
You're gonna exercise
Your legs and thighs until you're
Outta breath
always laughing
Yea you know that im the best and i can't lie bout that
And my crew is always winning yea we live like that
Now we gotta take it easy let
the one
Hope you believe me
Bet its a whole new vibe up when you meet me
Kid from motherland they wanna be me
I had just got up and made the shit look easy
insanity
Got no more time
This is the end
I'm buried by madness and I'm shadowed by sadness, and I can't breathe
I'll live for a new day just to see you
think I never used to eat Malteaser’s
I slag you off now and don’t feel bad about it afterwards
Just like all the other kids abandoned by their fathers
Banks)
It ain't a game dick
You know us, European whips
Chain frost bit
Peter pay Paul now pay the boss kid
Heavens the stakes are now even
Sent
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