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(BandP—) (Drvmlord) Frozone (Aimonmyneck made it) So Icy (Let the band play) Let's go This rappin' shit easy for me like a poem I'm Louis V-ed down to my feet, better watch where ryou step in this bitch 'cause I'm armed Remember they doubted, I break this shit out from my neck all way down to my palm I used to make wishes to stars in the sky, now a young nigga shine like the Sun King of the jungle, I need every crumb Diss on the gang, hit your block with a bomb I got shooters there still like my name Farrakhan I do this shit for my mama, the struggle and hustle Thank God He got me out the slums Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bum Now look at your son, yeah, that nigga a don Chasin' money like I'm on the run If 12 come and get me, I bet I'll make bond Pillow talkers, I call 'em informants Couple days later, her hands in my garnments Save the money in case it get stormy Fucked up a lot, I admit, but I'm growin' Different shows state to state like I'm tourin' They ain't gon' admit, but I got 'em influenced Never fell off, they ask what I'm doin' Letras de cancionesJust stackin' this bread, ain't no feelings I'm showin' Thank God He got me out the slums Bitch-ass nigga, Big Grim Reaper Gang Daddy say he ain't raisin' no bum Now look at your son, yeah, that nigga a don (Frozone) King of the jungle, I need every crumb From Letras Mania