[Chorus: GameboyJones, Cam Steady]
You know that I've been with the shits, ay
Iced out couple bands on my wrist, ay
Yeah, I don't give a damn bout your list, ay
Life's cursed, but got handed a gift, ay
You don't wanna see me heat up, boy
When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy
You don't wanna see me heat up, boy
When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy
[Verse 2: GameboyJones]
I've been through pain, harm, hustle the stress
I've been bruised, scarred, fucking depressed
Told I'm worthless if I'm not the best
So as a rookie I've been doing things to out do the vets
Uh, hot boy, I've been making green, call that Bok Choy
Fire on your squad, but there's not gon be no Glock noise
Thought that you were present on the mic, but you just talk boy
You ain't got the sauce, I been dripping like I brought soy
Ain't departed, but you see I got this ice on me
Fucking with you twice, I don't do that, I don't like phonys
Pop homie cause he was an opp, homie
I ain't wanna do it, but I made it boy religious, now his top holy
Titanic, but I'm feeling ice burn
So cold, you would shiver wearing twenty five shirts
I was built for any situation, man, I ain't scared
You ain't been through my Endeavors, I'm a man of my word, my word
You know that I've been with the shits, ay
Iced out couple bands on my wrist, ay
Yeah, I don't give a damn bout your list, ay
Life's cursed, but got handed a gift, ay
You don't wanna see me heat up, boy
When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy
You don't wanna see me heat up, boy
When I'm around, then they freeze up, boy
[Verse 2: GameboyJones]
I've been through pain, harm, hustle the stress
I've been bruised, scarred, fucking depressed
Told I'm worthless if I'm not the best
So as a rookie I've been doing things to out do the vets
Uh, hot boy, I've been making green, call that Bok Choy
Fire on your squad, but there's not gon be no Glock noise
Thought that you were present on the mic, but you just talk boy
You ain't got the sauce, I been dripping like I brought soy
Ain't departed, but you see I got this ice on me
Fucking with you twice, I don't do that, I don't like phonys
Pop homie cause he was an opp, homie
I ain't wanna do it, but I made it boy religious, now his top holy
Titanic, but I'm feeling ice burn
So cold, you would shiver wearing twenty five shirts
I was built for any situation, man, I ain't scared
You ain't been through my Endeavors, I'm a man of my word, my word
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