Leak

So much ice upon my neck Am dripping like a leak When i get that call i run the track Run it like a meet These niggas want stakes So i give them beef With all these racks up in my jeans Never came in cheap I work so hard And really i don't get no sleep And cause when i try to do thats when depression creeps in I work so hard thats thirty rack Nigga thats a weekend Don't owe me my money Nigga pay me my stipends Yeah am on my grind So much ice upon my neck Am about to shine Just checked that rollie on my wrist It's about my time Nigga am coming thru about to get mine Yeah am on my grind So much ice upon my neck Am about to go blind Just checked that rollie on my wrist It's about my time Nigga am coming thru about to get mine Gotta work so hard So i can cop me that new balencies Put that drip right upon me feet Probably make me loose my senses Ball like tennis And i ride with my shooter that's fact And i came with my suge that's pac Not enough pockets to hold up these racks Lv belt to hold up the jeans Said i stopped I quit that lean With your girl you know she a feign Pull up on your block You know ain't a thing And you know my bitch celine I ain't joking am a don Papichulo with the hook You know i be trapping on these songs I don't wanna pick up the phone But i cant tell the money no Copped my brothers some new chains Cause they know the money on It dont matter if we pop Just as long as we don't stop My last record that been pop So you know we aint gon stop yeah yeah Yeah am on my grind So much ice upon my neck Am about to shine Just checked that rollie upon my wrist It's about my time Nigga am coming thru about to get mine Yeah am on my grind So much ice upon my neck Am about to go blind Just checked that rollie on my wrist It's about my time Nigga am coming thru about to get mine I even had a job Had to quit and chase my dreams Had to go outside had to go get that cream So much icing on my wrist Flights to paris with my bitch It don't matter cause we rich Fuck twelve don't walk with a snitch Popped a pill Now am feeling gone This their favorite song On inspiration they don't believe I even write these songs I just want to see my niggas on I just want to see my niggas on yeah yeah So much ice upon my neck Am dripping like a leak When i get that call i run the track Run it like a meet These niggas want stakes So i give them beef With all these racks up in my jeans Never came in cheap I work so hard And really i don't get no sleep And cause when i try to do thats when depression creeps in I work so hard thats thirty rack Nigga thats a weekend Don't owe me my money Nigga pay me my stipends Yeah am on my grind So much ice upon my neck Am about to shine Just checked that rollie on my wrist It's about my time Nigga am coming thru about to get mine Yeah am on my grind So much ice upon my neck Am about to go blind Just checked that rollie on my wrist It's about my time Nigga am coming thru about to get mine About to get mine the world is yours