ice cream man - trapstar toxic lyrics
[verse 1]
every day i hustle, at the end i gotta spark a spliff
back in prison, that graffiti was like hieroglyphs
meaning it was written years before me
fam i shoulda never tagged my name becah i swear it came to haunt me
went back to prison, saw my tag in the same place
it’s crasses, like, “gov, where’s the fresh paint?”
i’m stuck up in a maze with no endgame
and you can do a movie on my life, sit back, let me press play
tired of these guys and their dead ways
tired of these chicks listening to what friends say
tired of these plugs raising prices
ain’t worth the hustle, matter of fact, it ain’t worth the indictment
found a different avenue, it wasn’t in mozart
they know i sold green, i sold white but i’d never sell dark
my cali lands or it don’t, call it roulette
my n*gga sent a chick abroad so you know the crew’s bless
[chorus]
my n*gga sent a chick abroad so you know the crew’s bless
i can make drinks or i land like a new jet
five pound test run, i ain’t buying new creps
i’m the ice cream man, i got flavours
my bud’s purple and it’s dunking like the lakers
q/p, i smoke it straight to the face
smallest nugget’s like the size of a date
[verse 2]
my mind needs a ban, it goes a hundred miles an hour
try picture being locked, couldn’t even get a shower
i’ve been doing this for too long
i bought three waps the same summer, i just saw my n*gga buy louboutins
i still got him like a team player
my mind’s f*cked fam, i need prayer
it’s like i wanna be a rapper then i don’t
it’s hard to depart what made me, i come up off a phone
and i didn’t pebble stones but my bro does
so when my sale needed crack, i showed bro love
ask my n*gga k, real n*gga check my resume
game motivation, done a brick a day
now my n*ggas fly birds without me
they don’t need me but they know i got ’em if they do
never got complacent, i’m just telling you the truth
any time i took a l, i bounced back and i recouped
[chorus]
my n*gga sent a chick abroad so you know the crew’s bless
i can make drinks or i land like a new jet
five pound test run, i ain’t buying new creps
i’m the ice cream man, i got flavours
my bud’s purple and it’s dunking like the lakers
q/p, i smoke it straight to the face
smallest nugget’s like the size of a date
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