[ Featuring Icee ]
I ain't came for the backshots
I'm a lover not a slut
I'ts no preme on the flat top
I'mma never let them up
I'ts gold rings in the slap box
The hand printed on my face
I fell down off my soap box
I'm losing my own race
I don't follow my own taste
I care too much about haste
I wanna care about the quality
Control what's on stage
I hope this reach your home page
You really not seeing my worth
I still drop what im not proud of
Too many people learned my verse
They want it out but its stale now
It move so quickly to the herse
Now this the last time I share tracks before I make sure that they work
My cook up so clean
I put it on the whole team
From KK to the A I'ts never deep if you
Wanna get away my shooter came with the dye for the grays
Its really crucial to slide for today
My brother pull up and ride for the day
I told him I put his mind in a state
My crew pop you could die many ways
Oh no crime rate raised
Oh no put the pole to his head shoot he could fly many ways
Cold plunge in the moat
My coat silly
My throat goat with me
I'ts potent imma go dumb
I'ts so much of what I love thats lost
I'm pro already I'm steady on my career
My wristpoint clear my shit
I'ts all love now I'm one up
Or fifteen its only the come up
Since sixteen im sick
I'm pissed at the big screen
I write and rap about my history
From what I can remember my brother prolly tell you
The kid had a big dream
Fiend
