Ice Billion Berg - Salute lyrics

Waiting on my home boys homecoming
Riding in this motherfucking Benz
All alone getting high with my chrome on me
Thinking about Sharder, why he had to leave
We were high school home boys
Another fatal tragedy
Busting my ass tryina make my future brighter

Cause thinking about the past only
Drive me to get higher
And I swear my flow of cash
Remind me I'm getting tired
But when I think about them M's I
Swear to God I get excited, lord
I'm still double parked in that Chevy bitch
From Brown sub' to Belle Harbor
Burn heavy bitch
Niggas hatin' but they broke just like '
Alex Serra is my motivation to get hella rich
'Cause all I hear is numbers, boy
I'm on some next level shit highly inspired
Just getting by I can't settle with
Rose newer moon
Cali knew he had to let me in
Slippy in my phone, baby
Wanted me to rap this shit
They say I work hard to hide, nigga
If any nigga in the field of my grinding
I'mma slide nigga
Street sweepers and modified pistols
Sinner hitters and niggas been a
Part of my credentials
Cheap, busting ammunition that we
Buy by the bulk
Come here and listen to one of
Them niggas trap me a soul
Highly sophisticated blunts that I
Show all my troops and all I ask for in
Return is a general salute

Salute, salute salute, salute

The same monster they created
The same one they gotta fear
Going harder than any motherfucker
Without a deal let me be the one to stay the
Shit they repping out the crib
They ain't even for me
You whip whoever doesn't name you
Bitch, I'm date all the way
Ain't no fucking doubt about it
That gay shit they tryina pull ain't
No way I'mma allow it
Jock niggas ain't tough and y'all
Niggas ain't about it
So I'm here to call you bluff
And deuces I handcuff you
You got some dollar, then come shopping
I'm charging if you ain't my partner
Quit your talking, bitch
I'm rolling and all the niggas should follow
And I was just told that my
Bitch now at the station
Full investigation pertaining to
Some gang shit
They just wanna shine some bad
Light on a nigga and use me as example for
The up and coming killers
But, I don't know shit
About shit mister officer
You the last person on the
Planet I be talking to
Besides, drive-bys ain't my style, bitch
We walking up life out the mafia and ain't
No fucking stopping us
We all made niggas and we all getting cash
Only grind for real shit don't
Fall in your lap
That's why I can never hate on
A nigga that's making moves
I'd rather link up with him and
Take it to the moon
I keep it 100 and I swear to tell the truth
And all my real niggas that hold me down
This is my salute

Salute, real talk salute salute, salute
Salute, salute salut