Jacko Hendrix & WakeUpIDA - Icon

Doo doo doo doo, yea
Doo doo doo doo, yea, yea
Til they find out
Til they find out, okay
I was chilling in the woods
My fault, had to roll me up one
How'd it get like this? I couldn't see another outcome
N*ggas scaring hoes, stealing flows, damn you no fun
Walk up in the function, n*ggas treat me like an icon
Like an icon
Steady ducking all the pythons
Look what I got
You should stop living in your thoughts, like an icon
N*ggas treat me like I'm MJ, I'm in my bag
Give a fuck about what you say (yea)
I'ma bite back
If I hit him with that chopstick he ain't gon fight back
I been feeling right the worst way, drugs in my bag
When I'm moving through the TSA, they gon' fly that
I just want a brand new FN
Keep it 'round me
Know there's money on my head man, so that's a crowning
If I'm moving through the city, know the money found me
I'm gon stay up in the house until I'm out to Cali (like)
I just called up my homie he fighting homicides
Drop a body, pray to God, I hope he find another life
I'll get rich or die trying I've heard that 50 times
Fifty bag a quarter, save it all until my money right
Yea, yea, 'til my money good
I'm so focused building what I got
You dreaming what you could
Yea, yea
There's some snakes up in the garden we gon' cut em out
Cop some gold, so now I'm two-tone
That's a double up
With my n*ggas on the road you know we cutting up
N*ggas sipping fake drank, know it got 'em throwing up
Know that they gon hate me
Coming up from coming up
I'll blow it up to show em some
There really ain't no timeouts, until your times up
Put him in position, send the message 'til he find out
I don't talk my shit for no reason so you can find out
Stack that money higher and quiet 'til they can't lie about it

Written by:
Isaiah Allender, Jackson Gray

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