Ziploc City - CITY ON ICE

Big homie just call me Vato
Who got the nachos?
Them pretty bitches call me Pappo
Beef in they taco
I do this shit here with my eyes close
Hand on the bible
The others swear they got the title
Boy they lied to you,
Jesus where my disciples?
Some idols become rivals and whew
I love the family drama
The failures here to come fail again
I fail to understand how you can judge but don't ever win
I fail to comprehend how you can think you a better man
I'm better than who?
I'm better than you
Better than any nigga you should speak with the crew
See you thought you was the one
But then you got stuck with the two
I make mistakes but I'm a man so I grew
I talk my shit nothing new
Bust out some push ups, take my daughter to school
Yo that's my world, she think her daddy so cool
She might be sweet, but never play for a fool
I put her on game, explain the rules
To make the money, know we gotta make moves
Don't fuck around with niggas, let em see you too cool
But let em know that you smooth
You be that girl, yet still that dude
If he don't open up your doors then you should leave that dude
Be that rude
He don't work, he eat no food
Don't give a fuck
From here and now it's up in the stuck
My auntie said I was a genius, I was just a young buck
Niggas really tried to break my soul, the shit really hurt
That ain't motivation my nigga, nah that shit didn't work
But you learn though,
I'm rolled tight, I got the gas in me
I burn slow
I'm married to this game, I love to play
And I'll never change
Inspired by the ones, who was before me
That's never lame
I shoot from any range
I'm prime Curry on any day
You peep the bop I got, I know I bop a lot
Thought she was a fronter, until she met me in the parking lot
Now watch who you calling a bitch, you know you like to bark a lot
Keep me on ice baby, I'm hot

Written by:
DIMETRIUS HUDSON

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