Lyrics
Aye
Ice in my veins but not on my wrist tonight
I do not like change, man that is my kryptonite (That is my kryp— aye)
I hate to sing the blues but I'm feelin' c— tonight (I'm feelin uh, aye)
I'm the king of the pen like Wilson Fisk, alright
Alright?
Alright
Alright?
Alright
Daring the devil to try me
None of my demons can't find me, Lord
Forgot all the things that you taught me
Forgive me, my memory's foggy (Oh yeah)
Tryna work it out like male fitness
Sin City, feelin' like Hell's Kitchen
I see right thru these snakes, slithering thru the garden
I see right thru my pain, please don't get me started
I see right thru my sorrows
Bank account is hollow
But if I don't have it today, then I'm sure as hell gone have it tomorrow
Soon as get in my hustle mode I touch my goals, uh, yeah
Water right on yo wrist but you still can't touch my flows, huh, yeah
Hold on, lemme be serious (Aye)
All of that talkin' but ain't makin' profit, man that is a humble experience (Aye)
That'll even make me furious (Aye)
They say that they know me, I barely met 'em
When you put it that way, man it's very telling
Tried to take me out and call a paramedic
They can try if they want, I won't dare let 'em (Okay)
Ice in my veins but not on my wrist tonight
I do not like change, man that is my kryptonite (That is my kryp— aye)
I hate to sing the blues but I'm feelin' c— tonight (I'm feelin uh, aye)
I'm the king of the pen like Wilson Fisk, alright
Alright?
Alright
Alright?
Alright
Daring the devil to try me
None of my demons can't find me, Lord
Forgot all the things that you taught me
Forgive me, my memory's foggy (Oh yeah)
Tryna work it out like male fitness
Sin City, feelin' like Hell's Kitchen
Aye
Steady chasing a Milli, Regis
They'll do so many things for that pape