Icarus
I will whore somebody
Or I will whore myself, one or the other
You chose, what you wanna be toxic you want him to draw straws
Fuck you!
What you want from me
Tired of the fuckery
Conspiring you don't hear the violin, try again
I ain't crying but I'm piloting the man
This is Icarus, I'm sick of it
I'm done trying to get to the sun
So I'm flying in and I am here
Before I start rioting within
Only violence that he did was on him
So I'm wilding and I'm whining
And I'm wilding and I'm winding on it
Sip straight bottles
Pick licks like lotto
This one, that one, sip and swallow
Feel the shit in my bowels
Whoa, spit straight mottos
Kids live by but let me say some shit don't follow
Just sit, I'm tryna get a chip
Tryna get it now just tryna get a grip
But I don't wanna bow down to no prick
That extra get my secular ass some cactic shit
I could throw up on my neck
Ain't got to throw it up
You throw it up nah nah
We throw him off the set
Don't sit around all moody man
We making movies I'm about to direct
I'm on special effects, any special requests?
If you knew me you know it's my duty to do my best
Just give myself some neck
And it's on to the next
What you want from me
Tired of the fuckery
Conspiring you don't hear the violin, try again
I ain't crying but I'm piloting the man
This is Icarus, I'm sick of it
I'm done trying to get to the sun
So I'm flying in and I am here
Before I start rioting within
Only violence that he did was on him
So I'm wilding and I'm whining
And I'm wilding and I'm winding on it
Hate when gold and sex, coming for my cream
.JPEG of a Rolex on my screen
Like I'd never wear a watch
I don't know man maybe if it's green
Gaves head to the hoes that was in Queens
Butt, bulgin out their jeans
Those that wasn't, yeah they knew it
Wasn't buggin just got blunted still rolling with the team
Multiply now we roll with Mr.Clean
Somewhere wet, west coast started growing up that green
New Yorkers started pouring up the lean
Lookin like, where you been?
I been blowing off some steam
Long gate that's some place I got to be
He on yay, got blow asked if I wanna ski
I'm on a E, old school like your mama's weave
This is were I wanna be, twice
So free home girl on me I swear it's where I wanna be
What you want from me
Tired of the fuckery
Conspiring you don't hear the violin, try again
I ain't crying but I'm piloting the man
This is Icarus, I'm sick of it
I'm done trying to get to the sun
So I'm flying in and I am here
Before I start rioting within
Only violence that he did was on him
So I'm wilding and I'm whining
And I'm wilding and I'm winding on it
If you felt like I felt
Nah you would melt my help
Think at best I should help myself
Put this shit to rest, got the greatest wealth of twelve
In my city so I'm worried for my friends
Ain't tryna bury one of them
You can't tell how well I held it down
Grand fury with the pen Bill Murray up the gin
Only wordy with it when needed
You in a hurry to the end
But the bunny didn't win
Ain't tryna see my son just yet
Bust in my wify fucking off the gin
What the fuck you think this is? We just being kids
23 need a bib, you should see the way I live
I don't wanna hear it, I fear it, I'm near it
Man what do you expect I'm out here catching wreck
Like 3 homies passed this year
Are we gonna last this year I wonder what is next
Last year passed we here man
Last year passed we here man
Can't you see I'm fucking vexed
Last year passed we here man
Last year passed we here man
Hoping for the best
Autor(es): Patrick Morales
