Ameer Vann - Froze lyrics
[Ameer Vann - Froze lyrics]
I just got my check in the mail
It's like ten more on the way
Now I got records for sale
Used to split up all my bags but
Now I'm all by myself
I smoke right out the bill
I might float out of here
Got new homies and newer money
Been gone for a year
I learned lessons in different places
Make bread out my tears
Hollywood ain’t Yellowstone but I'ma
Act like it is i take diamonds
I take gold and put 'em right in my grill
Something bright on my wrist
I feel right in this shit
Feel like Screw is just speaking to me
I'm writing this shit
I came straight out the mud
I came home to the stones
I want Grammys for granny and
I need platinum and gold
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
We eating right off the stove
Another trip to the store
Little niggas that grew up wit’
Ya they turn into ghosts
Wonder "Where did they go?"
They either locked up or gone
Got my family in bondage
I signed a deal with a option
And I make millions of dollars
I sell billions of copies
But I'm dark and I'm nappy so
I can't clear no samples
I can't get no answers
I write fuck-up anthems
My every thought is a cancer
That's why I'm sick
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
It's like ten more on the way
Now I got records for sale
Used to split up all my bags but
Now I'm all by myself
I smoke right out the bill
I might float out of here
Got new homies and newer money
Been gone for a year
I learned lessons in different places
Make bread out my tears
Hollywood ain’t Yellowstone but I'ma
Act like it is i take diamonds
I take gold and put 'em right in my grill
Something bright on my wrist
I feel right in this shit
Feel like Screw is just speaking to me
I'm writing this shit
I came straight out the mud
I came home to the stones
I want Grammys for granny and
I need platinum and gold
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
We eating right off the stove
Another trip to the store
Little niggas that grew up wit’
Ya they turn into ghosts
Wonder "Where did they go?"
They either locked up or gone
Got my family in bondage
I signed a deal with a option
And I make millions of dollars
I sell billions of copies
But I'm dark and I'm nappy so
I can't clear no samples
I can't get no answers
I write fuck-up anthems
My every thought is a cancer
That's why I'm sick
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes
Guess that's just how it goes
I still smile and it's froze
I like flexing but ain't no plexing
I prey on my foes