Ice Berg

Ice Berg - That Rise To Power lyrics

rate me

Is it getting right though, don't get it right this time

it's ..to elevator music,

taking it to another level on this

it's that thug yeah you..

that real nigga shit

get that lie shit

they rise to power shit

that, yoyo, yoyo they countit hoe

Hola, listen I'm still grindin with my niggas

and we ain't pitchin next diligent turbulence

burg on some different shit

posing for paparazzi, the choppers got the power acki

take your ass to your room boy these eye loby

f*cking with them papers now, skyscraper ah

she came for a quicky but I made to stay a while

I'm on reflection of them gangstas I was raised around

you would be a pole at my rhymes when you break em down

slickin them tires on the back of a dragsta

prayin fora blessin but prepare for disaster

laughin at you losers 'cause you let your homies guess you,

going against me like the shit sweet

in the same ..who pull you from shick crick

when he ain't got a powder when your cash don't matter

her you locked inside the room and you wait out is rating

and you go to ex for that cigarette before you tatter,

the pressure on, the pipe bout to eruption

I feel sorry for any nigga you ever f*ck with

the first 254 you bout to bring the shit down,

last night you was thuggin oh you was snitch now

you had a passion for the hustle but you switched out

and went down the same round that's the rest who went south

and all your ass nigga might as well be a big now

neighborhood watch you only save the kids round

hole up, it's true you a mob

you got your homie doing time up there and..

that's all my circle tight so I'm lord to Oz

and me gettin switched out on

might trust the gun that I told

Johny brass nigga, all your vibe, all you lie

born to run and tell some crazy shit to my hoe

and tell em bitch you get off my dick,

'cause right close I'm at the hard ..

watch me as I hide road,

I double down get some six 2-3 racks and spending on a nigga

who..bitch forgive back

nigga won't beat since alarma be the stink clapping

and you don't wanna see me with this cake, no big lacking

I'll bring the work out the chief my benz traffic

most slumbers party scar for a bigger matrix,

scooped that in the Audi made a certain thing for daddy

went in over riches and nigga is call my name a big advantage

you niggas, f*ck you niggas man,

straight up.

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