Icewear Vezzo - Times Like This lyrics
Icewear Vezzo [Chivez Smith] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Icewear Vezzo - Times Like This lyrics]
(Holdup, Flexin' on that bitch)
Yeah, real shit
Forreal nigga
Rich off pints
(FOREVEROLLING)
When it come to that respect
We gon' die for it
(Iced Up Records)
When it come to that respect
We gon' cross a line
Why you call them niggas steppers?
'Cause they walk shit down
Pull out my motherfuckin' own
Ain't gotta call around
All that talkin', still ain't hit up shit
You niggas false alarms
Gotta watch out who you love
These niggas really snakes
And really fake
When you start winnin' you
Gon' feel the hate
Cling to circle, move as one
We tryna win a race
I pray they free B Allen out appeal
He tryna get a date
Niggas tell like it's a trend
This shit ain't the same
It ain't about how niggas start
It's how you end the game
I took some penitentiary chance just
To get a chain
Niggas crashin' out to stay ahead
I stay in my lane
Used to pray for times like this
And now they finally here
Used to pray for all these blessings
Now we finally winnin'
Got this shit up out the mud
And now we shine forreal
Always askin' God to help my pain
I think he finally hear me
Used to pray for times like this
And now we finally on
To have so motherfuckin' patience
We been grindin' long
On the road to rags to riches
I'ma ride alone
Fuck them niggas
I be with my niggas whether right or wrong
Fuck the case, you got it on you
Better move with it
You know friends ain't really friends
Just some cool niggas
You tryna make it to the top
You gotta lose niggas
Bought two thousand beans
Hit the road and did the fool with it
You wasn't with me from the start
Then you can't finish with me
Can't let that pay go to my head
I got a bigger mission
They been trippin' on the hound
We gotta send them bitches
Twenty thousand dollars on my bitch
To get a tennis necklace
I was starvin' in them trenches
Now my plate full
Had niggas stab me in the back
They gotta pay for it
Everything come and do time
You gotta wait for it
For this shit I bled
Sweat, and cried, bitch
I was made for it
Used to pray for times like this
And now they finally here
Used to pray for all these blessings
Now we finally winnin'
Got this shit up out the mud
And now we shine forreal
Always askin' God to help my pain
I think he finally hear me
Used to pray for times like this
And now we finally on
To have so motherfuckin' patience
We been grindin' long
On the road to rags to riches
I'ma ride alone
Fuck them niggas
I be with my niggas whether right or wrong
Yeah, real shit
Forreal nigga
Rich off pints
(FOREVEROLLING)
When it come to that respect
We gon' die for it
(Iced Up Records)
When it come to that respect
We gon' cross a line
Why you call them niggas steppers?
'Cause they walk shit down
Pull out my motherfuckin' own
Ain't gotta call around
All that talkin', still ain't hit up shit
You niggas false alarms
Gotta watch out who you love
These niggas really snakes
And really fake
When you start winnin' you
Gon' feel the hate
Cling to circle, move as one
We tryna win a race
I pray they free B Allen out appeal
He tryna get a date
Niggas tell like it's a trend
This shit ain't the same
It ain't about how niggas start
It's how you end the game
I took some penitentiary chance just
To get a chain
Niggas crashin' out to stay ahead
I stay in my lane
Used to pray for times like this
And now they finally here
Used to pray for all these blessings
Now we finally winnin'
Got this shit up out the mud
And now we shine forreal
Always askin' God to help my pain
I think he finally hear me
Used to pray for times like this
And now we finally on
To have so motherfuckin' patience
We been grindin' long
On the road to rags to riches
I'ma ride alone
Fuck them niggas
I be with my niggas whether right or wrong
Fuck the case, you got it on you
Better move with it
You know friends ain't really friends
Just some cool niggas
You tryna make it to the top
You gotta lose niggas
Bought two thousand beans
Hit the road and did the fool with it
You wasn't with me from the start
Then you can't finish with me
Can't let that pay go to my head
I got a bigger mission
They been trippin' on the hound
We gotta send them bitches
Twenty thousand dollars on my bitch
To get a tennis necklace
I was starvin' in them trenches
Now my plate full
Had niggas stab me in the back
They gotta pay for it
Everything come and do time
You gotta wait for it
For this shit I bled
Sweat, and cried, bitch
I was made for it
Used to pray for times like this
And now they finally here
Used to pray for all these blessings
Now we finally winnin'
Got this shit up out the mud
And now we shine forreal
Always askin' God to help my pain
I think he finally hear me
Used to pray for times like this
And now we finally on
To have so motherfuckin' patience
We been grindin' long
On the road to rags to riches
I'ma ride alone
Fuck them niggas
I be with my niggas whether right or wrong