Icewear Vezzo – Times Like This Lyrics

Times Like This Lyrics by Icewear Vezzo is a New English song from the album “Rich Off Pints 3” sung by popular singer Icewear Vezzo. Lyrics of this song are written by Icewear Vezzo and music produced by FOREVEROLLING.

Times Like This Lyrics

(Holdup, Flexin’ on that bi**h)
Yeah, real s**t
Forreal ni**a
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 ni***s steppers?
‘Cause they walk s**t down
Pull out my motherf**kin’ own
Ain’t gotta call around
All that talkin’, still ain’t hit up s**t
You ni***s false alarms
Gotta watch out who you love
These ni***s 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
Ni***s tell like it’s a trend, this s**t ain’t the same
It ain’t about how ni***s start
It’s how you end the game
I took some penitentiary chance just to get a chain
Ni***s 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 s**t 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 motherf**kin’ patience we been grindin’ long
On the road to rags to riches, I’ma ride alone
F**k them ni***s, I be with my ni***s whether right or wrong

F**k the case, you got it on you, better move with it
You know friends ain’t really friends
Just some cool ni***s
You tryna make it to the top
You gotta lose ni***s
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 bi**hes
Twenty thousand dollars on my bi**h to get a tennis necklace
I was starvin’ in them trenches, now my plate full
Had ni***s stab me in the back, they gotta pay for it
Everything come and do time, you gotta wait for it
For this s**t I bled, sweat, and cried, bi**h, 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 s**t 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 motherf**kin’ patience we been grindin’ long
On the road to rags to riches, I’ma ride alone
F**k them ni***s, I be with my ni***s whether right or wrong

Song Details
Singer : Icewear Vezzo
Album : Rich Off Pints 3
Lyrics : Icewear Vezzo
Music : FOREVEROLLING

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