I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet
I was forced to write this, normally i don't feel this vibe shit,
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen
Of the vhs especially during sex baby
I wish it would just leave my life and let me be,
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
Always in the summer, man, pearl in my palm protecting like it's my life
And much good stuff like homemade ice cream
It's roc nation, this my team
I feel like my life going by so fast
Homie popped up with about twenty bags and
Yall sweeter than ice cream cones
Brighter than yellow bones
Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream
But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen
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