CENTRAL CEE - ICEMAN FREESTYLE (Lyrics)

🍕CENTRAL CEE - ICEMAN FREESTYLE (Lyrics)

🍕Lyrics:

[Verse 1] My bro said he wanna get paid, okay, let's see what's possible Popped a pill and I feel alright, I believe I can fly, I feel unstoppable I get flashbacks in my mind 'bout times we'd grind all night, it was horrible It was flights of stairs, now I'm taking flights and arriving somewhere tropical Man are callin' my phone 'bout beef and my feet in the sand, that's a juxtaposition He had a chain but I didn't even know, 'cause he came in the club with it tucked, it was hidden I told man if he wanna be great, be patient, but they still rush to the riches And all of these guys with talk for the Live Yours gang, would love to be in it (Uh) I state simple facts Should I lie 'cause the truth does hurt? My ex wants me to ring her back I missed your call, I'm on do not disturb I don't mind if they think it's cap It's true, I don't want to put them in the dirt If you wanna talk to the kid, bring racks Cool if you don't, I don't wanna converse Every time I get bagged, gotta buy her a bag But every other day I gotta buy her a purse Horses only, I don't drive Jags You could tell it was me from the engine, skrrt And I love sophisticated slags Petitest waist with the miniest skirt Born to be rich, but I came from rags She don't believe that I come from dirt Could take you back to the exact traps Cats are still there, you would hear them purr Give the green light to the gang, they'll crash And ring the alarm, see everyone purge We don't spare no one, even mums and dads If I give the command, see everyone hurt Where the fuck the function, where the fuck is the function at? Pull up to your party when everyone burst You came in a wagon and left in a he— Serious hate for them boys, they boil my blood My gang consists of loyalist thugs That bitch gotta go, she annoying as fuck They're babies, throwin' their toys at the pram They're big men but they still ain't grown up

[Interlude] If your aim is gettin' me down, good luck, mm We're alive and well and we're still on top Sold out but I still got more in stock I don't see nobody else but us

[Verse 2] If you wanna compete, put your best foot forward I look forward to it I swear on my life, all the talk is boring No, I ain't walkin' my strip, I'm tourin' Back to the drawing board, I'm drawin' Back bein' single again, I'm whorin' Took a flight last night This mornin', flyin' again, I'm soarin' I'm really at war, I just spun the car 'cause I thought that I saw him I'm conflicted, beef is bad for business, money is more important Got a bad bitch that'll make man fall in love, then lure him I'm tryna leave my man six foot under and fuck up his health insurance I never wanted to be the boss, but fuck it, I'll play the position We had the drop but the young G aborted, 'cause he weren't trained for the mission I'm fuckin' a basketballer's wife, cah I'm paid like I play for the Pistons I told bro if he see them, crash it immediately and don't wait for permission I thought it was beef, them boys there sweet, I ain't got real enemies My bro still spread white stuff uptown, like Philadelphia cheese And he got dark like South Sudanese, no droughts, still out in the B Everything's gonna make sense in the end when we all get out of the streets