Lion King on Ice

[Intro]

Your every kiss, your every touch

[Chorus]

I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie

I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie

I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie

Got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie

I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie

I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie

I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie

Got a whole lot to prove, uh

[Verse 1]

Sip from the bottle for shit that we bottlin' in

Goin' live, but we not on the 'Gram

This the land of supply and demand

Where my young niggas choppin' up grams

And them choppers won't pry from they hands

Packin' lead like they got a exam

If it's beef, my niggas look just like homewreckers

They got they eye on your mans

I pray to God that it jam

Too many done died in these parts

So we gotta be smart if we tryna see August

Some niggas won't make it past summer regardless

I'm tryin' my hardest to stack my deposits

These niggas be lookin' at me like I got it

Deep down inside, though, I still feel as broke

As that nigga who just graduated from college

Scrapin' up change that got left in my pockets

I'm tryna make nickels turn into a dollar

Ridin' the train, way too shy to go holler

Just watched her get off at her stop, I'm a coward

Fuck it, though, you got a way bigger target

I'ma do it so big, they won't know what to call it

Sound like a whole Lambo' truck in my stomach

Bitch, I ain't hungry, this feeling is starving

Gotta move mama from out them apartments

Gotta put 'Ville on the map, we forgotten

Gotta hit hoes you hang up in your locker

Gotta get rich, 'cause my granny picked cotton

Gotta make hits, 'cause if not, then I'm floppin'

Gotta stay me in the process

Niggas dissed me, it was nonsense

I sat 'em down like his father

My nigga asked, "Why you bother?

We should've caught him and mobbed him"

I said, "We gotta move smarter"

Don't wan' be the reason for one more sad song

I tried to warn niggas they wouldn't last long

I hope that you see how they came and they went

They shots never hit, but they made they attempts

May have a good year like that name on the blimp

But you know what it takes to be poppin' this long?

Dedication on another level niggas never seen in they life

Celebratin' all your first downs like they touchdowns bring a price

Young Simba had the bustdown, yeah, the Lion King on ice

Niggas wanted me to look the part, had to stop takin' advice

Put the jewelry to the side, had to find me, had to find God

Half the time, we be pacifyin', what they expect from us?

But that's treacherous, that shows less of us

I need y'all to see every part of me

Every scar and every artery

Every story that I can recall, then I can fall

[Chorus]

I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie

I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie

I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie

Got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie

I got blood on my hands, I ain't gon' lie

I got mud on my shoes, I ain't gon' lie

I got real, real big plans, I ain't gon' lie

Got a whole lot to prove, I ain't gon' lie (Uh)

[Verse 2]

Lately, I reflect on the times a nigga was low

I got it up off the floor, I'm stronger than ever before

I'm stronger than ever before just like I planned to be

They wanna see me fold, it ain't no thang to me

Thoughts when I was broke, if only I could be

Pockets holdin' hope, it ain't no thang to me

At night, I hit my knees, I prayed for better days

Then found a better me, I got my head on straight

[Outro]

Up, up, and away, just ridin' my wave, I ain't never gon' say nothin'

Nigga throw a shot my way, I just jot down names, ain't never gon' say nothin'

Know you be stressin', hate only block your blessin', I'm never gon' say nothin'

Quit all that flexin', niggas live check to check, I'm never gon' say nothin'

Know that it's destined