Ice running through my veins,
I'm the coldest, just give me half the time
I be running with it like I stole it
You would no tice if you paid attention
properly and play the lottery
my favorite game is Monopoly
get it? Understand I'm a prodigy
Ain't no stopping me and my movement,
This probably the reason why the try
Ever far along in the sequel,
You ever hear inaudibly come from my lips
Like Beyonce adding aberrations,
Won't be no prerecording it either,
I just give them the ether
Freddie up on the feature,
you should know the procedure
Fool, don't act like you don't hear
the chicks singing the song
Y'all made me a believer,
out to get it at all costs
Like a young mob boss, go get ter,
going out like this was V for Vendetta
Trend setter, I'm the coldest
You're drawn to the side S
flew in, bout to fall from the sky
Just some thoughts for the mind
I'll take a glimpse at the time
And my mentality is money orientated
Money orientated, anything for the paper
And my mentality is money orientated
Fuck the world and everything in it
Drive away from the pigs,
And if you' then we got them
work with some change in it
Don't need no nigga to hold my dick, bitch,
Say my attitude like Nicky
I'll probably die buried alive,
Rocking dope, I'm racked up
tryina make 100 stacks plus
Looks like every nigga is born as actor,
All I wanna do is smoke a
And go fuck with my old bitch and
But once I'm with this dick, I don't know, she
might just jump back on it
Got my dough hoe and my blow
right off the coast of California
Bitch, we robbing, bitch, you holding
You're drawn to the side S
flew in, bout to fall from the sky
Just some thoughts for the mind
I'll take a glimpse at the time
And my mentality is money orientated
Money orientated, anything for the paper
And my mentality is money orientated
Long as I did it my way, then fuck a pro,
Like dropping the flame in a Molotov mix
Harder than the south, bitch,
we can't change, came over
Painted over your little tags
I've been a quick learner, to win,
Put my foot to the floor so hard
Killing everything you think that
I made a pact with the devil
Ain't no high strings that you can
I'm my own puppet master,
pour a glass of vodka, sitting in mi casa
You ain't in my clasa, you bastards
are further just stall my ability
I never feel the humidity
My AC is on, nothing in this world
So pump your breaks, be gone,
I'm tryina grow my wings, span till I got down some beat
the new Deli to Gary, Indiana
The world gonna be my oyster
and don't come on a platter
Then I'mma keep taking it as