

Prompt / Lyrics
Ice so hard look like im frozen Neck so bent look like its broken No im next know that im chosen who want next I got the potion Hop in babe let’s put it in motion To my crib up by the ocean Stayin off the grid ain’t even got postage She takin my pic but I tell her don’t post it I’m roasted So toasted So high up ain’t even got emotion House broken I’m token Roll another blunt and keep on smoking I’m rollin Til the mornin got her moanin Since high school up in Oregon Not Portland In her organs Not important Only smoke imported No, I don’t snort shit No, Not a dork kid Put me on the Forbes List You can not ignore it Not anymore bitch Tired of being broke bitch My Babe told me get rich Sat down and wrote shit I put it in motion Fingers crossed and hopin Yall get the notion This ghost writer ghosting My lyrics I be postin AI so I can feel spoken That spendy shit I never been into Rather spend it on my mental Grin on my face cause I know what I been through Hell and back now the king of my temple I go in with a pen and a pencil Got so damn tired of driving them rentals Now I’m so damn high I need me a space suit Started so low but learned how to make moves Now I pull up and everybody grateful Cashed out the lot, no pay backs or bank dues Diamonds on me, they dance like a break move Used to be broke, was stuck in a phase too Now it’s penthouse views from a great room Roll up a wood while counting these pesos Big Backwood no cappin just straight true A-V blood ain’t talking bout no gang blue KC mud im on top of my game dude Bird drop this shit now I’m through
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2:13
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2/7/2025