Black Ice

(альбом: Weed & Instrumental$ 2 - 2016)

Black out on a nigga and give him the whole thang
City under siege, cold world and a dirty game
I needed green, that was the reason I sold 'cane
I switch lanes, forever moving, ain't shit changed
The bitch pussy good, got my high like an airplane
Well off, to the motherfucking Jets mane
My flow futuristic, just like the Jetson's
I ain't platinum yet, but believe me I'm on my way
Like a nigga on the chain who got less than 30 days
Got a play to make a hundred in less than 30 days
Repeat it 12 times, that's 1.2
Tuck a mill away, and then go invest the two
Keep in mind businesses, between no debt due

On the road to success, hot pursuit of the loot
Stand for something, don't fall for anything, was taught as a youth
This message is being brought to you, by a young OG
I'm certified out the LBC
Tryna touch what I never touched, see what I never seen
My niggas flocking, moving work just to get the green
Multi before I die, long as YG

Back like I never left
Well off G's
JLR niggas
Yeah
Tryna touch what I never touched, see what I never seen
I'm tryna touch what I never touched, see what I never seen
Multi before I die
Yeah