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Too Icey
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Drakeo the Ruler
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We are not the same, you don't have enough ice I lift up my sleeve, and damn, I almost went blind It's gon' be really hard to see me under strobe lights (Diego) If you see me with that fin, nigga, don't mind me (Bankroll Got It) He tried to run up on a chop, I had to clothesline him Sneak dissin' on the 'net got me dumbfounded It's gon' be a lot of funerals and closed caskets They was screamin' free me and now it go backwards Ain't worried 'bout them comments on the 'net Shooters with me that's gon' leave a nigga strеtched Who don't like me? I camе in rockin' Cartier, Patek Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I'm too icy Ain't worried 'bout them comments on the 'net Shooter with me that's gon' leave a nigga stretched Who don't like me? I came in rockin' Cartier, Patek Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I'm too icy (Shit) I ain't worried 'bout them comments 'cause I'm way too icy (Shit, nigga) I ain't worried 'bout them comments, nigga, fuck who don't like me If you dig it, then you gotta get the shovel Mud spillin' while I'm dancin' with the devil I'm a villain, but the Lord will be my shepherd Stick talk, left his body like a leper Once again, can't nobody do it better A punk rocker, I be playin' heavy metal This was all thought in fifty-three hundred I love the 'fit, but I gotta rock a drum with it These is Ballys, from the police, I'ma run in 'em I'm a felon on parole, plus there's guns in here Ain't from the streets, I suggest you don't come in here I flood the studio with Neiman Marcus shopping bags Ain't worried 'bout them comments on the 'net Shooters with me that's gon' leave a nigga stretched Who don't like me? I came in rockin' Cartier, Patek Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I'm too icy Ain't worried 'bout them comments on the 'net Shooter with me that's gon' leave a nigga stretched Who don't like me? I came in rockin' Cartier, Patek Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I'm too icy (Shit) I ain't worried 'bout them comments 'cause I'm way too icy (Shit, nigga) I ain't worried 'bout them comments, nigga, fuck who don't like me Niggas don't like me, and I'm glad they let me know it I'm gon' sit outside his mama house, then read a poem Don't worry 'bout them Bentleys double-parked, that's just a song Good punchlines, but I'ma do a nigga wrong Where was niggas at when I was sittin' in the can? Where was niggas at when I ran through two hundred bands? I'ma slap a nigga 'til he wake up out his dream Then tell him how I left his BM house and it was cream What is real money? You don't even know the meaning To wake up up in heaven, but still go to sleep a demon What is real money? You don't even know the meaning To wake up up in heaven, but still go to sleep a demon, the Ruler Ain't worried 'bout them comments on the 'net Shooters with me that's gon' leave a nigga stretched Who don't like me? I came in rockin' Cartier, Patek Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I'm too icy Ain't worried 'bout them comments on the 'net Shooter with me that's gon' leave a nigga stretched Who don't like me? I came in rockin' Cartier, Patek Sneak dissin' when I know you is a fan, I'm too icy (Shit) I ain't worried 'bout them comments 'cause I'm way too icy (Shit, nigga) I ain't worried 'bout them comments, nigga, fuck who don't like me
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