It's been a long time since I tasted, cooking that dope plate
Me and homeboy in the kitchen, cooking up dope shit
I've been standing on the business like 24/7
True friends gotta ask me, just one quick question
If you front, my AK gon' sing like the choir chapel
Double-cross the G-O-D, know I leave you wrapped in gravel
Simons all on the collar, chain look like a chandelier
Marble floor, double-decker doors where I store the cash and the steel like
Ay, listen you could go your own way
See my dreams, they be gleaming, sipping water with the saints
Lous with the toolie, I'm the flyest, ain't no gimmicks
Cuban links and they be swinging, pull the strings just like I'm Hendrix
Rolex tick-tock, that's a quarter mil' on the wrist
I know you went from being small-you ever gone from rags to rich?
You ever wrote your own shit and then put it in the dust?
You ever cut off 20 people 'cause you knew you couldn't trust?
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zxxd - Jack Frost Lyrics
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It's been a long time since I tasted, cooking that dope plate
Me and homeboy in the kitchen, cooking up dope shit
I've been standing on the business like 24/7
True friends gotta ask me, just one quick question
If you front, my AK gon' sing like the choir chapel
Double-cross the G-O-D, know I leave you wrapped in gravel
Simons all on the collar, chain look like a chandelier
Marble floor, double-decker doors where I store the cash and the steel like
Ay, listen you could go your own way
See my dreams, they be gleaming, sipping water with the saints
Lous with the toolie, I'm the flyest, ain't no gimmicks
Cuban links and they be swinging, pull the strings just like I'm Hendrix
Rolex tick-tock, that's a quarter mil' on the wrist
I know you went from being small-you ever gone from rags to rich?
You ever wrote your own shit and then put it in the dust?
You ever cut off 20 people 'cause you knew you couldn't trust?
Me and homeboy in the kitchen, cooking up dope shit
I've been standing on the business like 24/7
True friends gotta ask me, just one quick question
If you front, my AK gon' sing like the choir chapel
Double-cross the G-O-D, know I leave you wrapped in gravel
Simons all on the collar, chain look like a chandelier
Marble floor, double-decker doors where I store the cash and the steel like
Ay, listen you could go your own way
See my dreams, they be gleaming, sipping water with the saints
Lous with the toolie, I'm the flyest, ain't no gimmicks
Cuban links and they be swinging, pull the strings just like I'm Hendrix
Rolex tick-tock, that's a quarter mil' on the wrist
I know you went from being small-you ever gone from rags to rich?
You ever wrote your own shit and then put it in the dust?
You ever cut off 20 people 'cause you knew you couldn't trust?
Writer: Ziad H
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