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Correct Ice Skate Lyrics
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[Intro] Got ‘em I got ‘em [Verse 1] I got a four bedroom, four bath, and that’s my small house Open floorplan in the kitchen, I took the walls out The reaper came and paid me a visit, he took my mama with him He told me "Tony just listen, this is my decision" I held her forehead and kissed her for the final time I’m honored that we had time Sometimes I feel idle, when honestly I’m idolized How you gon’ tell me I feel entitled when the title’s mine Look, I tried to be respectful, play it diplomatic I realize it’s no compromising with all these different addicts Drugheads, pussy-crazed, addicted to likes Sociopaths who say that they slipped the clip in the pipe [Chorus] 21 gun salute, throw a rose for them I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run I told you that it’s cold where I come from Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb 21 gun salute, throw a rose for them I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run I told you that it’s cold where I come from Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb You can ice skate Numb, you can ice skate on it Man it’s numb numb, you can ice skate It’s numb numb, you can ice skate 21 gun [Verse 2] So what that leave me with, the only ones eating it’s the greediest I know this game like a genius, I got degree in this Never break a hundred out the roll for a needy bitch I hope you reading this, that’s why I never put my seed in it The opposite of Lonzo Ball, baby I need a brick That’s a flip, but technology on some other shit I open this account in your name, I’m making twenty six Spotify for two hundred streams, I’m making twenty cents Niggas on my Gram steady asking for a hand but If they made it, they probably wouldn’t return the favor My neck dripping like a monsoon, lunch on a pontoon Everything working, it’s a session This is sections with my niggas This is dinners with my old head, old bread Old ass rich niggas with ghosts in their crib [Chorus] 21 gun salute, throw a rose for them I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run I told you that it’s cold where I come from Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb 21 gun salute, throw a rose for them I’m a soldier, never fold, never run run I told you that it’s cold where I come from Man, my heart is froze and it’s numb numb You can ice skate Numb, you can ice skate on it Man it’s numb numb, you can ice skate It’s numb numb, you can ice skate 21 gun [Outro] We back We back We back I just wanna deliver something real That’s all All that cap shit over with Ya
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