歌词
I just pray to God
Them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail
You prolly never write me
I be thinkin' like
None these bitches really like me
I be feelin' like you only want me
'Cause I'm icy
I just pray to God
Them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail
You prolly never write me
I be thinkin' like
None these bitches really like me
I be feelin' like you only want me
'Cause I'm icy
My lil nigga trippin'
Have the one catch a body
He even dropped outta school
Took it to his hobby
I told him to just do it
And don't talk about it
And once you slide, boy
You better hit everybody
I'm livin' like a sniper
Lyin' with the window cracked
'Cause I'm about to see out the end
I be chasin' paper but these ladies
They be after me
And every time I talk to one
They gotta scrap a G
All of 'em got a game plan on how to catch me
Think about my life
Every night I'm smokin' grabba leaf
I think about my homies in the system
I think about my homies 'cause I miss 'em
I wish you could call me
To come get you, my nigga
You miss Christmas, my nigga
You miss Easter, my nigga
You missin' out on your children
The streets vouch for me
'Cause rappin' what I'm livin'
I rap the way I rap
'Cause I be rappin' what I'm feelin'
Lil Kodak I'm gone
I just pray to God
Them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail
You prolly never write me
I be thinkin' like
None these bitches really like me
I be feelin' like you only want me
'Cause I'm icy
I just pray to God
Them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail
You prolly never write me
I be thinkin' like
None these bitches really like me
I be feelin' like you only want me
'Cause I'm icy
Yo, my daughter got a nanny for her other nanny
Bitch, I made it out the hood
Motherfuckin' Grammy
Two mil on wheels, that's in my garage
Wish Granny could see me now
Bitch, I'm livin' large
Tripped a lotta deal, reupped and parted ways
50/50, make it back, that's what they all say
Y'all pray for us, we on the turn pipe
And if them lights get behind us, I'ma burn rubber
See niggas lose they life, nigga lose their minds
Niggas get to like you, nigga left behind, woo
These niggas love to hate but shit
I love the grind
And ain't no lookin' better
Just a waste of time
Long, live, fresh
These niggas ain't right for ya
But keep it real, hey
Who really down to die for ya?
All I know is that these chains
Take a way this pain
Scrapped up in the 'rari in designer frames
Mad luck fade just hit the last house
My paranoid ass Bentley, got the cash out
I feel like niggas don't want me to be great
Until you're made but they're inside, G's fake
Thank the Lord
I got blessed with some trap money
But the devil got me workin' for this rap money
They tried to stop me livin' good, I'ma die today
Rich nigga from the hood, I'ma die that way
I just pray to God
Them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail
You prolly never write me
I be thinkin' like
None these bitches really like me
I be feelin' like you only want me
'Cause I'm icy
I just pray to God
Them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail
You prolly never write me
I be thinkin' like
None these bitches really like me
I be feelin' like you only want me
'Cause I'm icy
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