Iced Out

She's trying to hit up my line, I had to tell that girl don't
Mixing this up on the side, pressure I ain't going to choke
Louis the shirt and the tie, no, you don't want the smoke
Hit that till you can try, but she's mine, you don't want the smoke

If practice made perfect then certainty I would be one of the goats
If words could buy Hermès, then I would be rhyming while I'm taking notes
Really, with all I've been learning, so fire like a furnace, investors hit me from the go
I always keep one on my person
Not trying to go murk him, but safety first you never know
Look at the ice on my neck and my wrist
Random dudes pull up on me for a pic
Just did a 1-hour show for a brick
Give me some Sprite not that Sierra Mist
My veins be popping straight out of my fists
Numbers be counting straight up from the list
I'm taking my risks; they don't do it like this
Came out of the jeweler spent 50 on grills and a fit
I'm really out here trying to flex on the others
They say they are going to win, but end up in the gutters
You are trying to drive it but I use my putter
She says she loves money but money don't love her
Yeah, money don't love her
You can't really talk well, I speak and you stutter
I'm doing good just like I'm spreading some butter
You give up your heart easy I wouldn't trust her
I'm on a jet and I'm eating Doritos
Off to Costa Rica, me and my amigos
I'm racking up points man I think that I'm D. Rose
My videos playing in the theaters for pre-rolls
The media fake really think that they evil
The money and fame really messing with people
Don't say you above us when really we equals
And I am not finished I'm bringing the sequel
Bringing it back
I'm bringing it back
They say they got you on everything; then they stab you in the back
Forget the past, last amassed a heart attack, wrong track, train be moving really fast
They're really trapping the struggle then napping
Fake love, deserve a Grammy for acting
It's 3 am, early the morning
Studio session again, my life comes out pouring
I don't want peace, no, let's get to warring
Let's let them see a real show because nowadays it be so boring
I be balling hard, 23 on my back, like Jordan
Different colored cars I think my favorite one is orange
My bars be exotic new Ferrari it be roaring
At my funeral play TLR, not a piano organ

She's trying to hit up my line, I had to tell that girl don't
Mixing this up on the side, pressure I ain't going to choke
Louis the shirt and the tie, no, you don't want the smoke
Hit that till u can try, but she's mine, you don't want the smoke
She's trying to hit up my line, I had to tell that girl don't
Mixing this up on the side, pressure I ain't going to choke
Louis the shirt and the tie, no, you don't want the smoke
Hit that till you can try, but she's mine, you don't want the smoke

Choker chain, iced out
Why are you playing? Iced out
New refrain lights out
Lose the pain, iced out
Choker chain, iced out
Why are you playing? Iced out
New refrain lights out
Lose the pain, iced out
Choker chain, iced out
Why are you playing? Iced out
New refrain lights out
Lose the pain, iced out
Choker chain, iced out
Why are you playing? Iced out
New refrain lights out
Lose the pain, iced out