Icy

Tell them niggas I'm straight

Tell them niggas I'm straight same lil nigga
Y'all dubbed at the spot ain't let me in the gate
Now that I got all this clout and they fuck with my music they all tryna smile in my face
Heard that I run up the bag he wanna do a works I laugh cause these niggas is late
All of the love that they showing is fake
They wasn't wit me when I was just Nate
Now they screaming out 24
Them bitches ain't want me them bitches ain't fuck with me
I used to sleep on a cold floor
You can tell that I run up the bag they look at my swag and all of my bros on
I won't let them stop me soon get out the hood
Make sure that all of my people is good
I swear that I'll help everyone if I could

Put a nigga or bitch in they place
If you ain't get that from the store then we know that it's fake
Laugh on my way to bank, most of these niggas be cappin they not in my ranks
What 24 got in the safe, he just be flexing on niggas and calling them lames
Lil nigga know how to save, I seen him fucking up gucci and spinning the wraith
That nigga dropped out of school and he say that shit in his songs
And he act like it's cool
What do y'all want me to do, I had to grind for my mother provide all the food
Hit a spliff then I jump in the booth, I'm just letting off my pain and I'm talking the truth
Fucking that bitch in the stu, she know how I give it up she can't come in my room
We gone blow it in Barney's, we know that saks don't got drip
Spending the bag that I flip
They know when we splurging my niggas go to the city
Know our names in the stores that we hit
We grew up in the Vernon, ran up a bag got it litty, he know I be fucking his bitch
Made my first band off a zip, ever since then I swear that I been on my shit
Tell all them niggas I'm straight
Fuck all y'all niggas y'all fake
Like I don't remember the times when y'all niggas laughed in my face
I was just moving my dimes, before I was fucking up banks
I think I gotta remind, that none of yall niggas ain't safe

Tell them niggas I'm straight same lil nigga y'all dubbed at the spot
Ain't let me in the gate
Now that I got all this clout and they fuck with my music they all tryna smile in my face
Heard that I run up the bag he wanna do a works I laugh cause these niggas is late
All of the love that they showing is fake They wasn't wit me when I was just Nate
Now they screaming out 24
Them bitches ain't want me them bitches ain't fuck with me
I used to sleep on a cold floor
You can tell that I run up the bag they look at my swag and all of my bros on
I won't let them stop me soon get out the hood
Make sure that all of my people is good
I swear that I'll help everyone if I could



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Writer(s): Nathan Parker
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