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Icewear Vezzo - Times Like This Lyrics

(Holdup, Flexin' on that bitch)
Yeah, real shit
Forreal nigga
Rich off pints
(FOREVEROLLING)
When it come to that respect we gon' die for it
(Iced Up Records)

When it come to that respect, we gon' cross a line
Why you call them niggas steppers? 'Cause they walk shit down
Pull out my motherfuckin' own, ain't gotta call around
All that talkin', still ain't hit up shit, you niggas false alarms
Gotta watch out who you love, these niggas really snakes
And really fake, when you start winnin' you gon' feel the hate
Cling to circle, move as one, we tryna win a race
I pray they free B Allen out appeal, he tryna get a date
Niggas tell like it's a trend, this shit ain't the same
It ain't about how niggas start, it's how you end the game
I took some penitentiary chance just to get a chain
Niggas crashin' out to stay ahead, I stay in my lane

Used to pray for times like this and now they finally here
Used to pray for all these blessings, now we finally winnin'
Got this shit up out the mud and now we shine forreal
Always askin' God to help my pain, I think he finally hear me
Used to pray for times like this and now we finally on
To have so motherfuckin' patience we been grindin' long
On the road to rags to riches, I'ma ride alone
Fuck them niggas, I be with my niggas whether right or wrong

Fuck the case, you got it on you, better move with it
You know friends ain't really friends, just some cool niggas
You tryna make it to the top, you gotta lose niggas
Bought two thousand beans, hit the road and did the fool with it
You wasn't with me from the start, then you can't finish with me
Can't let that pay go to my head, I got a bigger mission
They been trippin' on the hound, we gotta send them bitches
Twenty thousand dollars on my bitch to get a tennis necklace
I was starvin' in them trenches, now my plate full
Had niggas stab me in the back, they gotta pay for it
Everything come and do time, you gotta wait for it
For this shit I bled, sweat, and cried, bitch, I was made for it

Used to pray for times like this and now they finally here
Used to pray for all these blessings, now we finally winnin'
Got this shit up out the mud and now we shine forreal
Always askin' God to help my pain, I think he finally hear me
Used to pray for times like this and now we finally on
To have so motherfuckin' patience we been grindin' long
On the road to rags to riches, I'ma ride alone
Fuck them niggas, I be with my niggas whether right or wrong