Ice on My Heart

Feel like my heart in a cage
Kick it right back like Liu Kang
Really don't know why you came
I do not fuck wit no randoms
Lit that bitch up like a candle
You can just go
Wave be on surf when I float
Wet like I'm washing a load
Her legs never close when I show
Cozy like cold
What do you know
What do I owe
Bitch you don't know
I do not fuck wit these bitches no more they just play
I do not fuck wit these bitches no more I'm just sayin
Bitch, yeah
Strapped like I'm Rudy Gay
I got yo bitch on that chardonnay
I got yo bitch on that broccoli, haha
Uhh, Yeah
Sip on the Henny some more
I'm just losing my thoughts on a broad
I can't take it no more
She be all on my mind like a test in the mornin'
Yeah, huh
I got them rolls, flex when I stroll
Yeah
She old like some mold, bitches they come and they go
Put her on hold, huh yeah
Stayin' aware
I take yo bitch to repair
Stayin prepared, make sure I stay on my prayers
I do not care what you think of me
Waiting on her to come visit me
If it's not about love what you giving me
I see all your signs and your trickery
Don't try to come by and belittle me
I don't got time for your sympathy
You hang wit an opp it just sickens me
Think that I'm mad it just tickles me

Feel like it's ice in my heart
I took it out to the port
I was just playin' my part
Built that shit up from the dirt, yeah
I kept a promise
Forever gon' keep it solid
I had the crib right on Mill, used to flood out The Cottage
Woah
When you boss up and can't stop, man they gotta pay homage
I'm coming
Niggas been working and chiefing, that's Tony Gonzalez
Run it
Straight to the Maybac, uhh
Peezy and Shaddyboy
I don't even listen unless they gon' state facts
You niggas don't stand for nothing
That means you gon' fall for something
I paid up all of my dues
I knew the stars was coming
You crazy
Middle off the field like I'm T.O
I can't hide the game from my people
Roll the blunt like a burrito
Been keeping me sane we not not equal
You know the gang we don't give a fuck
Even my niece keep a money bag
Feel up the trunk we gon' lift it up
I need the bitch wit the bigger butt
I'm talking bout Spanish wit tities up
All of this cash we could divy up
Wherever I go show the city love
Man they been calling my phone
They wanna ask for the re up
All in her head like a comb
Been moving shit IKEA
Yeahh

Feeling like it's ice in my heart
I took it out to the port, I was just playin my part
Yeah uhh



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Writer(s): Rashad Gage, Armand Alonzo Perry
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