Icarus Lyrics – Ruff Child
Singer: Ruff Child
Title: Icarus
Rogue boys, do drug sh#t, 27 and no whip
8 pools and no brick, butter knife and no sticks
You ain’t never touch big cheese, b#tch please
You in poverty, might as well play the lottery
Cause hustling just ain’t you
Petty thief, that causes grief
Your crimes go and cause disbelie-
BIg Ruff, yeah, I’ve been the chief
Smooth boy, yeah you finna leech
Everytime I share wisdom
The real n#gg#s like, “Ruff preach!”
Crab n#gg#s won’t ever eat, you can’t make money
If you fall asleep, ({?}, they’rе all greedy, all that she wants is all the money, all to hеrself, {?})
City n#gg#, your life’s a joke
What you call drip, yeah I spend on coat
3k on Gucci coat, Co-lumbian
Came off the boat, big guns
You ain’t held none
Big funds and drug runs
Kidnappers and bloody murders
You ain’t never had to dash the burner
{?}, but can’t {?} find it
CIT, want trouble with me
Cause I’m violent and I get {?}
You stupid bum, go get some
Oh yeah, an you got some?
That fat b#tch, why don’t you see him?
Your hearts broken, you need him
You roll his {?} and your last loot
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