Desert Ice (feat. Timmy Torch & Trackboy Jr)

(Yuh) Some say I never knew pain, but we sure been acquainted That's why I get faded on daily occasions (yessir) Escape the pain with a sativa fragrance (I'm lit) I could get money, and fame, and love But the others who got it don't feel like they made it So how can I make it (how?) When everyone act like it's hype (how?) But the hype and the craze is sedated I bet I sound crazy I see what I see And I know what it means When the grass lookin green on the other side But it's really the same on a different vibe Yeah it's really insane, do you get me right? Am I sounding wrong? If I do, then I bet on my grandfather's pride we don't get along I'ma carry on. keep my mental strong And pour out my heart on these very songs (Uhh!) Poppin off Never sweat it, I'm a boss Pockets fatter than Rick Ross Future brighter than a star I make it happen Lackin nah Everything we drop is hot (too hot) We get green like farmer's crops (don't stop) We get cheese like papa John's (like John's) How in the fuck you ain't paying attention (how in the fuck?) Me and the boys stay up all in your mentions (all in your mentions) I just checked my worth and it's getting expensive My money longer I gave it extensions (wooh) Word of advice. Do not fuck with the team We rowdy like rebels with glocks and beams (bow) I make it happen. This isn't a dream Like leo, I'm smellin the cap in your schemes I am fureal. I ain't playing around Bout to leave town Feel like my pockets just gained a few pounds Fuck being humble. I'm bustin it down Hold up a minute Man I got places to be (man I got places to) I ain't just something to see (ok) Pullup, and I'm making a scene (ok) Bow down. You know I'm the king (Bitch!) Getting these lines make me act stupid (what?) I fall in line if it got cushion (what?!) Mess with the beat like it got bullied (bitch) Stay with your heat. Stay on repeat Stay with my dogs, and I stay with a leash (ok!) Smoking on west when I stayed out in east (ok!) Looking for woods tryna break down a tree World on my shoulders that's pain on my knees Still tryna see what this life about (damn) How niggas making the whitest house Going downhill, like we flying south (we out!) Left it alone, but I write it down (we down) Box the whole room, and we fight it out Move out the way now a tire out (keep moving) Staying connected we wired out (we up) Hold on. I mean wired in (Uhh!) Poppin off Never sweat it, I'm a boss Pockets fatter than Rick Ross Future brighter than a star I make it happen Lackin nah Everything we drop is hot (too hot) We get green like farmer's crops (don't stop!) We get cheese like papa John's (like John's!) (This that chain-smoking shit)