ICEMAN FREESTYLE
Central Cee"ICEMAN FREESTYLE" ist ein Song von Central Cee, 2026, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:44, 64 lines / 634 words.
Songtext
0:26My bro said he wanna get paid okay let's see what's possible
0:29Popped a pill and I feel alright I believe I can fly I feel unstoppable
0:32I get flashbacks in my mind 'bout times we'd grind all night it was horrible
0:35It was flights of stairs now I'm takin' flights and arrivin' somewhere tropical
0:38Man are callin' my phone 'bout beef and my feet in the sand that's a juxtaposition
0:42He had a chain but I didn't even know cah he came in the club with it tucked it was hidden
0:45I told man "If you wanna be great be patient" but they still rush to the riches
0:48And all of these guys with talk for the Live Yours gang would love to be in it
0:51Uh
0:52I state simple facts
0:53Should I lie 'cause the truth does hurt?
0:55My ex wants me to ring her back
0:56I missed your call I'm on do not disturb
0:58I don't mind if they think it's cap
0:59It's true I don't want to put them in the dirt
1:01If you wanna talk to the kid bring racks
1:03Cool if you don't I don't wanna converse
1:04Every time I get bagged gotta buy her a bag
1:06But every other day I gotta buy her a purse
1:08Horses only I don't drive Jags
1:09You could tell it was me from the engine
1:10Skrrt
1:11And I love sophisticated slags
1:12Petitest waist with the miniest skirt
1:14Born to be rich but I came from rags
1:16She don't believe that I come from dirt
1:17Could take you back to the exact traps
1:19Cats are still there you would hear them purr
1:20Give the green light to the gang they'll crash
1:22And ring the alarm see everyone purge
1:24We don't spare no one even mums and dads
1:25If I give the command see everyone hurt
1:27Where the fuck the function where the fuck is the function at?
1:30Pull up to your party when everyone burst
1:32You came in a wagon and left in a
1:34Ha
1:35Serious hate for them boys they boil my blood
1:36My gang consists of loyalist thugs
1:38That bitch gotta go she annoying as fuck
1:40They're babies throwin' their toys out the pram
1:41They're big men but they still ain't grown up
1:45If your aim is gettin' me down good luck mm
1:48We're alive and well and we're still on top
1:51Sold out but I still got more in stock
1:55I don't see nobody else but us
1:56If you wanna compete put your best foot forward
1:58I look forward to it
1:59I swear on my life all the talk is boring
2:01No I ain't walkin' my strip I'm tourin'
2:02Back to the drawing board I'm drawin'
2:04Back bein' single again I'm whorin'
2:06Took a flight last night this mornin' flyin' again I'm soarin'
2:09I'm really at war I just spun the car 'cause I thought that I saw him
2:12I'm conflicted beef is bad for business money is more important
2:15Got a bad bitch that'll make man fall in love then lure him
2:18I'm tryna leave my man six foot under and fuck up his health insurance
2:22I never wanted to be the boss but fuck it I'll play the position
2:25We had the drop but the young G aborted 'cause he weren't trained for the mission
2:28I'm fuckin' a basketballer's wife cah I'm paid like I play for the Pistons
2:31I told bro if he see them crash it immediately and don't wait for permission
2:34I thought it was beef them boys there sweet I ain't got real enemies
2:38My bro still spread white stuff uptown like Philadelphia cheese
2:41And he got dark like South Sudanese no droughts still out in the B
2:44Everything's gonna make sense in the end when we all get out of the streets
My bro said he wanna get paid okay let's see what's possible Popped a pill and I feel alright I believe I can fly I feel unstoppable I get flashbacks in my mind 'bout times we'd grind all night it was horrible It was flights of stairs now I'm takin' flights and arrivin' somewhere tropical Man are callin' my phone 'bout beef and my feet in the sand that's a juxtaposition He had a chain but I didn't even know cah he came in the club with it tucked it was hidden I told man "If you wanna be great be patient" but they still rush to the riches And all of these guys with talk for the Live Yours gang would love to be in it Uh I state simple facts Should I lie 'cause the truth does hurt? My ex wants me to ring her back I missed your call I'm on do not disturb I don't mind if they think it's cap It's true I don't want to put them in the dirt If you wanna talk to the kid bring racks Cool if you don't I don't wanna converse Every time I get bagged gotta buy her a bag But every other day I gotta buy her a purse Horses only I don't drive Jags You could tell it was me from the engine Skrrt And I love sophisticated slags Petitest waist with the miniest skirt Born to be rich but I came from rags She don't believe that I come from dirt Could take you back to the exact traps Cats are still there you would hear them purr Give the green light to the gang they'll crash And ring the alarm see everyone purge We don't spare no one even mums and dads If I give the command see everyone hurt Where the fuck the function where the fuck is the function at? Pull up to your party when everyone burst You came in a wagon and left in a Ha Serious hate for them boys they boil my blood My gang consists of loyalist thugs That bitch gotta go she annoying as fuck They're babies throwin' their toys out the pram They're big men but they still ain't grown up If your aim is gettin' me down good luck mm We're alive and well and we're still on top Sold out but I still got more in stock I don't see nobody else but us If you wanna compete put your best foot forward I look forward to it I swear on my life all the talk is boring No I ain't walkin' my strip I'm tourin' Back to the drawing board I'm drawin' Back bein' single again I'm whorin' Took a flight last night this mornin' flyin' again I'm soarin' I'm really at war I just spun the car 'cause I thought that I saw him I'm conflicted beef is bad for business money is more important Got a bad bitch that'll make man fall in love then lure him I'm tryna leave my man six foot under and fuck up his health insurance I never wanted to be the boss but fuck it I'll play the position We had the drop but the young G aborted 'cause he weren't trained for the mission I'm fuckin' a basketballer's wife cah I'm paid like I play for the Pistons I told bro if he see them crash it immediately and don't wait for permission I thought it was beef them boys there sweet I ain't got real enemies My bro still spread white stuff uptown like Philadelphia cheese And he got dark like South Sudanese no droughts still out in the B Everything's gonna make sense in the end when we all get out of the streets
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