Rip Icewood

[Verse 1]
Flyin' up the mile in the all red range
Sounds bangin', big dumb ice chain hangin'
That cappin' shit came from a distance but I peep niggas
The only nigga to rap about his hood and still be in it
Wish a nigga would talk shit
Spent off and came back pocket full of dog shit
Everything a nigga said I couldn't do I went and did it
I drop really do it lil bitch because I live it
And nigga I still pull a bitch without no chain or no buffs
I'm so ghetto with my pimpin' all these hoes know whats up, bitch
Zone life 'till I'm gone, five hundred years
We put scopes on all the rifles like we huntin' deer
Touched down in the D and showed my ass quick
A young nigga from seven mile that never had shit
Can't forget the Glock, niggas hot, so never leave it
Yeah, 'cause in Detroit you sure need it, ah

[Hook]
Choices we gotta make 'em
Chances we had to take 'em
Bitches we just replace 'em
I'm runnin' out of patience
Hide the work in the basement
I'm the goat and they hate it
Hit the road for that paper
I thank God that we made it
Choices we gotta make 'em
Chances we had to take 'em
Bitches we just replace 'em
I'm runnin' out of patience
Hide the work in the basement
I'm the goat and they hate it
Hit the road for that paper
I thank God that we made it

[Verse 2]
Stack the fifty ball it took a few weeks
Get a nigga brain blew out for two beats
Blood on my timbs now I gotta get some new wheats
Kash pulled up in a rental he with two freaks
Three of woky in this creme soda this bitch too sweet
Bitch think I'm in love with her only if she knew me
New ice on the way I'm feelin' like the new me
My plug dropped me off a half thing he told me do me
My brother came up off scammin' he damn near rich
Niggas droppin' chains and them bitches don't even hit
Jefe hit us with some new shit, gon' get us rich
Made some extra pros and put some ice on my bitch
My Mexican called he got five hundred pints
When Block died I cried five hundred nights
You braggin' about that lil' cheese that shit light
We gon' buy the whole thing if it's right
Sell my shit up out the truck before I settle for some petty shit
Spent a dub in Hutch y'all can go keep that petty shit
Keep killers around and they always ready bitch
My new bitch do everything I ask like she heaven sent
Really I just wanna see my niggas win
Ballin' on these pussies wake up then do it again
I remember birthdays was the worst days
Now we drop a deuce of tech when we thirsty, ah
The city on my back nigga that's goat shit
Niggas runnin' off with crumbs, real broke shit
Niggas bettin' against me so I threw the whole bitch
Lame niggas sold his soul for a rose kit

[Hook]
Choices we gotta make 'em
Chances we had to take 'em
Bitches we just replace 'em
I'm runnin' out of patience
Hide the work in the basement
I'm the goat and they hate it
Hit the road for that paper
I thank God that we made it
Choices we gotta make 'em
Chances we had to take 'em
Bitches we just replace 'em
I'm runnin' out of patience
Hide the work in the basement
I'm the goat and they hate it
Hit the road for that paper
I thank God that we made it