Icons & Streets


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(Intro)
Yeah, when i was down bad on my arse yeah, you ain't help me
You hear them niggas lying on my name but you ain't tell me
How do you expect me to do the same for you
Fuck it, imma disappear for all them niggas till i'm healthy
Say you love me but you love the cheese
Rolling with a burner in a brand new lease
I'm so fly, i'm so gold
They were protecting their position
Weren't protecting me
(Pre chorus)
Yeah, i'm on the block until they tell me leave
And i've been sipping back to back so i don't wanna speak
I know i got hood nigga tendencies
Pull up right beside you and we take they key

(Chorus)
If they could, they'd prolly murder me
See a nigga slipping for his fries and burger
Try to keep it cool but I can't lie I'm hurting
Said he hate the trap so why he keep on serving
Street niggas and icons, are you street or an icon
Yeah, I seen street niggas try the brown
I'm riding stainless but it's me that they lie about
Yeah, I really tried to helping all the street niggas
Tryna turn them niggas into icons
But they're so used to being shameless
No one knows the days when they'll be icons
Street niggas and icons