Icons & Streets (Official) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Yeah
Man I was down bad on my arse, you ain't help me
You heard them n*ggas lying on my name, and you ain't tell me
How you expect me to do the same for you?
f*ck it, I’mma disappear from all them n*ggas till I’m healthy
Say you love me, but you love the cheese
Rolling with a burner, in a brand new lease
I'm so fly, I'm so gold
They were protecting their position, weren't protecting me (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I can see a fake, by how he stand
I'm glad I spent a birthday in Milan
And if I еver claim you that's for life bae (Yеah Yeah)
But she could never leave, cause I’m the man (Yeah, Yeah)
I was overseas, I ain't hear them trenches rumors
Whilst them n*ggas got to sliding, I was making movies (Yeah, Yeah)
When we outside, we don't pick and choose, we letting loose (letting loose)
Two of my dargs they tryna war, I said I’m never choosing

[Verse 2]
If I ask you how you feel, I’m talking mentally
Codeine with the Phenny, call it chemistry (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Every single b*tch I f*ck remember me (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
And I done lost some n*ggas to the cemetery (Yeah, Yeah)
I hope I’m ready when it's time to go
I hope you're hopping in that dinger when it's time to go
You been claiming that you're real, but are you really though? (Yeah)
I catch a body for my killy though
If you love me better make sure ion have to (I don’t have)
Back to back across the thousands, still I’m sharing tracksuits
When it comes to burners, I can show you that it's factual (That it’s facts)
Better show that love, before them n*ggas come and tax you (Come and tax)
Tried to do a show inside my city but they cancelled
And everything I’m saying, sh*t is factual
Street n*gga with pain, and I can rap too
I'm speaking for the street n*ggas that can't
Got some n*ggas touching 30 putting food inside their arse
I ain't even disrespecting cause I know just how it be
What’s a risk inside them streets? when you got families to feed
(Woah, Woah)
Some real sh*t, I ain't gonna dive in deep
[Chorus]
Street n*ggas and Icons
Street n*ggas and Icons
Street n*gga to Icon
I’m a street n*gga and Icon

[Verse 2]
f*ck it, I’m on the block untill they tell me "Leave"
I been sippin' back to back, so ion' wanna speak
I know I got "Hood n*gga tendencies”
Pull up right beside you, then we take the keys (Yeah)
If they could, they'd probably murder me
Seen a n*gga slippin' for his fries and burger
Tried to keep it cool, but I ain't gon lie I’m hurting
Said he hate the trap, so why he keep on serving?
Street n*ggas and icons, you ain't street or a Icon
I seen street n*ggas try the brown
And write statements, but it's me that they lie about (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I really tried helping all the street n*ggas
Tried turn them n*ggas into icons
But they so used to being street n*ggas, no one nowadays wanna be icon

[Chorus]
Street n*ggas and Icons
Street n*ggas and Icons
Street n*gga to Icon
I’m a street n*gga and Icon
[Outro]
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