Songteksten

(It's only cash only, you dig?) All-white ice, I got hockey seats Harmony, peace and quiet, please Spent two million on rocks at least And a 100K when a nigga drop at least Got high standards, can't drive no lease And I can't bring no cop to a feast Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast Roddy the Ricch, but I came from the broke I'm the one gave all these lil' niggas hope I'm the one climb to the top of slope I'm the one out in Japan for the Loccs Get my respect, I demand it Standin' in thе way, they can't stand it Had to take it all, they ain't hand it to mе Splatterin' all the paint on the canvas I stayed down, hard work with some preparation Stayin' off the 'Gram, gotta practice preservation Jumpin' out the gym, I don't practice hesitation I just go when it's good Ten mill' every year, got a rich regulation Sippin' on this syrup and it give me revelation I'm patient, I'm destined for greatness My eyes go far like a camera man, real deal stepper like a caveman When I'm high, Saint Laurent's on, I can't float enough with Ray-Bans Since day one, I'm a made man, gotta thank God, it's so amazin' I ain't never turned out to be another product of what I was raised in All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey) Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet) Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah) And a 100K when a nigga drop at least Got high standards, can't drive no lease And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast) Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast (oh) All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey) Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet) Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah) And a 100K when a nigga drop at least Got high standards, can't drive no lease And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast) Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast (oh) They tried to slime me, uh They tried to outshine me, ayy I ain't even in my prime yet, how the fuck is you gon' outshine me, huh? Had to draw my line in the sand Pour my heart every time I can Keep my bifocals on like it's fourth of July, yeah, ayy They be tryna fed me, dawg, I don't do TED Talk Got some niggas, they'll headshot you, they was bred to walk You can feel my pain in every rhyme I shed light on the street signs It ain't a thing that I would rewind All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey) Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet) Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah) And a 100K when a nigga drop at least Got high standards, can't drive no lease And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast) Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey) Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet) Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah) And a 100K when a nigga drop at least Got high standards, can't drive no lease And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast) Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast (belly of the beast)
Writer(s): Rodrick Moore Jr., Bishop Grinnage, Keefa Parker, Khalid Tarig Monawar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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