Fears (feat. imdica & yonny)

I just iced out my wrist, had to bust down my Patek If he want smoke then I'm letting him have it I got big chops and they all automatic I got a bat like what's up with the static 50K, for the new patek I'ma just float like Aladdin Ain't see me, ain't know he was lacking 20K for the new jacket Me and my bitch we was matching I came up I knew it would happen Cant relax I'm just counting up racks and If he lack send a blitz like its Madden Cant let up ain't no time for Distractions Spit fire like a dragon I had to run up the racks and Get to the baggage Yea I had to run up the cabbage Yea run up the breesh hoe, but I cannot love on no treesh hoe Imdica took a shroom in the back of the V, but it's hitting me though I pull up I beat those, I make that little bitch deep throat Huh Your n***a not me though I shoot by myself like a free throw Im chilling with ZEEM rolling weed up I'm feeling down so I pick lean up Huh, everything come with a price Yeah, Double cup full of that sprite Bad bitch with me, but she too nice Can't cuff that so I'm down for the night 20/20 vision you can't leave my site Pitch black 'Mo with my shades on at night Imagine me stressing about bitches, I don't that's just something that don't get me richer Everything getting real bigger The whole gang dropping we lit Inhaling green I'm staying fit Pretty girl but she not sucking dick In love with money and cars, but you probably knew by the fit Huh I'm really just doing my part I'm really used to this shit Huh When they say it's that time, I'ma be first on the list Huh I'm losing my motherfucking mind, I never believed in this shit Yeah Everything that we doing in bold We never be last on that list Momma look how far I made it Know you winning when you hating I can't seem them I'm too faded On to the next Cause no I don't play it I mean everything when I say it Step on top of my shit I'm a boss He mad I did it he lost Don't want this life n***a it cost They on it, they trying to steal the sauce I'm up they all on my dick oh my gosh Fuck up the check they got comma's Why would I hit you Fuck communication Fuck all the drama Stay blowing me up like your name is Osama N***a talk down I'ma walk with my gang N***a talk down better tuck on his chain I wanna blow up get money say fuck all the fame He say got motion but not what it seem I'm just a 'youngin tryna find me a dream Lucid my vision so all I see cream N***a you hating you not on my team N***a you hating I walk with my beam I just iced out my wrist Had to bust down my patek If he want smoke then I'm letting him have it I got big chops and they all automatic I got a bat like wassup with the static 50K, for the new patek I'ma just float like Aladdin Ain't see me, ain't know he was lacking 20K for the new jacket Me and my bitch we was matching I came up I knew it would happen Cant relax I'm just counting up racks and If he lack send a blitz like its Madden Can't let up ain't no time for distractions