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lyrics

Verse 1
Dead niggas eulogy. Fire and ice.

Fam, I would blam a dread
Call that a hammer head,
Full clip and a hammer
Tryna get that banana bread.
You can't touch this/
My nigga screamin' Hammer dead,
High-speed shoot outs,
On camera, yo, I'll ram the Feds.
Computer blue,
No RAM and my camera dead,
Like 'fuck the slammer',
Tryna give me that slammer bed.
Shoot til my Tek is empty,
I'm out here reckless tempt me,
For the record I wrecked in Cinci,
with a speck of Sinse.
Jumped out the car runnin',
Runnin' a hunnid miles,
Pocket with a hunnid vials,
For a hundred mouths.
The cat and mouse,
A hunter meets the hunted house,
Avoided a hunidd trials,
Tryna get a hunnid thous'.
Filthy to filthy rich,
Life is a filthy bitch,
Caught in the matrix,
I hate that I can feel the glitch.
I'm running base, yo,
I hope that they can field the pitch,
Either you heal the stitch, nigga,
Or build a ditch.


Verse 2
They pray to Christ the Father,
I pray for rice and fava,
The price of poverty,
I pray the vice don't ice my father.
Like fuck that ice and water,
We on that Ice and Prada,
The price of fodder,
To be hot you gotta ice your broad up.
That's just some shit I brought up,
These streets 'll get you caught up,
Murder for hire, they murder liars,
These streets are bought up.
I'm moving like a villian,
Don't try to fight the feelin',
White the height of the ceilin',
Like that of white Sicilians.
Those nice at stealin',
They'll rape a niggas wife and kill him.
First take the knife and peel him,
This makes their life fulfilling.
This life's appealing,
I won't stop until I ice a million.
They say that ice will chill,
I wear my ice for chillin'.
I'm cold as fuck though,
That's why I wear the nice Chinchilla,
Coffee and cocoa and I ain't talkin' iced vanilla,
They'll ice your dealer, killer,
Here's some great advice...

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from Cold Winter, released November 22, 2015

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