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lirik lagu ice mode – eyez

[verse]
everything i wanted as a yute, now i’ve done it all
if i put my mind to it, anything is possible
wish that i could fly away, anywhere that’s tropical
nothing can’t get in my way, i’m dodging all the obstacles
r.i.p. my n*gga troopz, remember when i got the call
all the bruddas cried at your funeral, that sh*t was horrible
my mrs, she just lost her mum, i watched her die in hospital
r.i.p. audrey, i’ve got the girls, i’ve got them all
and last year my granny passed away as well
so when i die i’ll go to heaven cah this place is h*ll
granny always told me “never changе” so i remain myself
i wish that she could see mе, i was rapping at the maida vale
i’m not a mirror, bitter people cannot make me bitter
i’m a winner, tell my kids i wasn’t born a quitter
daddy’s a champion, plastic rappers can’t ramp on him
tell my youngers “cool down”
they’ve always got their nank on ’em
tell my youngers “aim for greatness”
all they know is making razors
they just want the latest trainers
keep on wishing that they’re famous
n*ggas think i’m made of favours
balling like i play for lakers
everybody says i’m due to blow so why’s it taking ages?
i ain’t frustrated, i’m grateful and i’ve got mates that made it
i ain’t impatient but lately changing, i’m hating waiting
cause i’m the greatest, there ain’t no maybe so we ain’t debating
my songs on radio, i’m in the game, they play the station
stay forever driven, i don’t sleep, i’m never kipping
repetition, sick of these conditions, i need better living
ain’t a penicillin that could stop this inner demolition
when i’m broke my friends are missing
only with you when you’re winning
i was down, no one picked me up like the ex was ringing
speaking at these seminars and exhibitions, spread my wisdom
where’s my promotion cah i’m ready for the next division?
rappers getting bread from snitching
swear that sh*t’s against tradition
6ix9ine, i don’t like the rapper or the s*x position
i’ve seen these tricks before, you’re just a pretend magician
i’m pressing women with expensive linen
i know you’re from the gutter
so it makes you happy when you’re fendi dripping
anything my pen has written proves that i’m the best edition
everybody claims they’re real but they don’t know the definition
nowadays the ends are splitting, how come i can sense division?
free my hitta henry, sent him prison, had intent of k!lling
who’s really there for you when you need ’em?
cah i can’t see them like the air that we’re breathing
they only call you for the motive on the weekend
my n*gga’s selling crack but that’s his only way of eating
daydreaming, i stay scheming, i ain’t sleeping
when you finally find yourself it’s such a great feeling
i hate dealing, i’m playing demon to break even
i smoke weed to cure the pain but it just ain’t healing
my mates all hate policemen, the way they take our freedom
i’ve got some crazy feelings i ain’t afraid of preaching
i don’t know what they believe in but i don’t respect the law
i never talk, i never will, i kept it real in every form
do they protect me or do they just inspect me for
something i ain’t done and claim i’m someone i ain’t met before?
i’ve been grinding twenty*fours, i was taught protect my thoughts
i ain’t watching how the rest perform
i hope i reach the heaven doors
lately i’ve had better days, still i wish for many more
i was smoking premature, rapping with the metaphors
ganja came from california, what you snort’s from ecuador
you ain’t getting served or getting yours if you’re a tenner short
you ain’t gangster, you ain’t even started on the entry forms

- eyez

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