Letra de Times Like This - Icewear Vezzo

(Hold up, Flexin' on that bitch)

Yeah, real shit

For real, nigga

Rich off pints 2

(FOREVEROLLING)

We gon' slide for it

When it come to that respect, we gon' die for it

(Iced Up Records)

When it come to that respect, we gon' cross a line

Why you call them niggas steppers? 'Cause they walk shit down

Pull out my motherfuckin' own, ain't gotta call around

All that talkin', still ain't hit up shit, you niggas false alarms

Gotta watch out who you love, these niggas really snakes

And really fake, when you start winnin' you gon' feel the hate

Cling to circle, move as one, we tryna win a race

I pray they free B Allen out appeal, he tryna get a date

Niggas tell like it's a trend, this shit ain't the same

It ain't about how niggas start, it's how you end the game

I took some penitentiary chance just to get a chain

Niggas crashin' out to stay ahead, I stay in my lane

Used to pray for times like this and now they finally here

Used to pray for all these blessings, now we finally winnin'

Got this shit up out the mud and now we shine forreal

Always askin' God to help my pain, I think he finally hear me

Used to pray for times like this and now we finally on

To have so motherfuckin' patience we been grindin' long

On the road to rags to riches, I'ma ride alone

Fuck them niggas, I be with my niggas whether right or wrong

Fuck the case, you got it on you, better move with it

You know friends ain't really friends, just some cool niggas

You tryna make it to the top, you gotta lose niggas

Bought two thousand beans, hit the road and did the fool with it

You wasn't with me from the start, then you can't finish with me

Can't let that pay go to my head, I got a bigger mission

They been trippin' on the hound, we gotta send them bitches

Twenty thousand dollars on my bitch to get a tennis necklace

I was starvin' in them trenches, now my plate full

Had niggas stab me in the back, they gotta pay for it

Everything come and do time, you gotta wait for it

For this shit I bled, sweat, and cried, bitch, I was made for it

Used to pray for times like this and now they finally here

Used to pray for all these blessings, now we finally winnin'

Got this shit up out the mud and now we shine forreal

Always askin' God to help my pain, I think he finally hear me

Used to pray for times like this and now we finally on

To have so motherfuckin' patience we been grindin' long

On the road to rags to riches, I'ma ride alone

Fuck them niggas, I be with my niggas whether right or wrong

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