Revival

KXNG EEZY on the beat

Ice is frozen, wrist is glowin'
Thick bitch, Trojan, mouth all open
New bitch callin', new whip ballin'
Harrods shoppin', new shit poppin'

Man, I'm so cold, get the Canada Goose
Only spit flames when I'm down in the booth
They're runnin' their mouth, but ain't got no proof
Where's the receipt, nigga? Still need the truth

Used to be broke, I was stuck in the mud
I'm back in the booth, but I do it for fun
Home studio, I'm doing my thing
I told all you niggas, I'm back on my shit

Ice on my wrist, I told you the flex
My new bitch, she better, I stunt on my ex
I told all my niggas, I'm signin' the checks
If money ain't speakin', I ain't on the text

I'm runnin' the checks, I'm doin' the distance
When we go the rave, I told you we lit, bitch
My bro in the trap, and he whips in the kitchen
They used to be deaf, and now they wanna listen

Ice is frozen, wrist is glowin'
Thick bitch, Trojan, mouth all open
New bitch callin', new whip ballin'
Harrods shoppin', new shit poppin'

I put my foot on the throttle
I'm tryna get rich like I just won the lotto
In the game, poppin' these bottles and
Fuck on these bitches, they're lookin' like models

Look how the botty all wobble
"Young Rich Forever", the motto
The paper done look like a novel
The money I make, and her ass be colossal

Told them I cannot lose focus
Had to go ghost, but they don't even notice
I used to be down on my lowest
Now kick down the doors, 'cause the game wasn't open

Coppin' a jet, don't care 'bout amounts
I'm tryna get rich on all my accounts
Public opinions on private accounts
They talk on the net, but it's all word of mouth

I'm runnin' the checks, I'm doin' the distance
When we go the rave, I told you we lit, bitch
Back from the dead, I'm doing revival
Back on the grind, you know it's survival
She knows when I beat it, I'm feelin' like Michael
Tryna get money that long like the Eiffel

Ice is frozen, wrist is glowin'
Thick bitch, Trojan, mouth all open
New bitch callin', new whip ballin'
Harrods shoppin', new shit poppin'

Ice on my wrist, I told you the flex
My new bitch, she better, I stunt on my ex
I told all my niggas, I'm signin' the checks
If money ain't speakin', I ain't on the toes



Credits
Writer(s): Terell Ukagba
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