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Iced Out Heart - Grace Lyrics



Iced Out Heart - Grace Lyrics
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I hit his head and he lay where he play
Leaving them dead nun to say but to pray
That boy went fed hit his face with a K
Bottoms too red only blue on the face
Smoked me a wood that's an eighth to the face
Gas got me dazed I'm too high I'm in space
We never play games this no clan I ain't fazed
These niggas want praise but that shit come with grace
(Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(These niggas want praise but that shit come with Grace)
Bands on the table say grace
Niggas go broke a disgrace
When we shoot we gon hit we not grazing
Young shooter like Melo amazing
My money my daughter I raise it
The wood like a problem I face it
I'm trynna blow up like May Day
I'm still in the race like I'm Tay K
That money been printed we just gotta get it
Cash every day every where we gon spend it
We been on the road busy chasing these millions
When I lay in my grave I just hope that I did it
Yeah I hope that I did it
The way that I'm moving around with my foot on the gas imma get it
I'm trying to blow up like bitches be paying these doctors for titties
We in the section throw cash to the sky now we lit like late night in the city
We started with polos and forces and now all we got is designer on the fitty
I feel like Lebron how the older I get the more harder a nigga gon ball
Backpack the pack in the gar I'm too high like nobody could get me to fall
I made the most plays like a number one pick yeah you know that I'm getting the call
Step on my toes if you think this a game you could lose end up dead like it's Saw
I hit his head and he lay where he play
Leaving them dead nun to say but to pray
That boy went fed hit his face with a K
Bottoms too red only blue on the face
Smoked me a wood that's an eighth to the face
Gas got me dazed I'm too high I'm in space
We never play games this no clan I ain't fazed
These niggas want praise but that shit come with grace
(Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(These niggas want praise but that shit come with Grace)
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I hit his head and he lay where he play
Leaving them dead nun to say but to pray
That boy went fed hit his face with a K
Bottoms too red only blue on the face
Smoked me a wood that's an eighth to the face
Gas got me dazed I'm too high I'm in space
We never play games this no clan I ain't fazed
These niggas want praise but that shit come with grace
(Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(These niggas want praise but that shit come with Grace)
Bands on the table say grace
Niggas go broke a disgrace
When we shoot we gon hit we not grazing
Young shooter like Melo amazing
My money my daughter I raise it
The wood like a problem I face it
I'm trynna blow up like May Day
I'm still in the race like I'm Tay K
That money been printed we just gotta get it
Cash every day every where we gon spend it
We been on the road busy chasing these millions
When I lay in my grave I just hope that I did it
Yeah I hope that I did it
The way that I'm moving around with my foot on the gas imma get it
I'm trying to blow up like bitches be paying these doctors for titties
We in the section throw cash to the sky now we lit like late night in the city
We started with polos and forces and now all we got is designer on the fitty
I feel like Lebron how the older I get the more harder a nigga gon ball
Backpack the pack in the gar I'm too high like nobody could get me to fall
I made the most plays like a number one pick yeah you know that I'm getting the call
Step on my toes if you think this a game you could lose end up dead like it's Saw
I hit his head and he lay where he play
Leaving them dead nun to say but to pray
That boy went fed hit his face with a K
Bottoms too red only blue on the face
Smoked me a wood that's an eighth to the face
Gas got me dazed I'm too high I'm in space
We never play games this no clan I ain't fazed
These niggas want praise but that shit come with grace
(Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(This shit come with Grace)
(These niggas want praise but that shit come with Grace)
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Writer: Pedro Estrada
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Performed By: Iced Out Heart
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Pedro Estrada

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