IceCold
She fell in Amore with a dope boy
Black diamonds on the neck of that dope boy
Big body Benz for that dope boy
Amore every tattoo on that dope boy
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope boy
Handle minor biz for that dope boy
But the reward is major, so on and so forth
She can tell te da the Greyhound
She can mostra te how to stay down
I can tell te 'bout to break down
VS1's all in my cagna watch face now
Straight G's for your low esteem
A.P's for the whole team
As I run away from my obituary
Walking in the shit that'll get te buried
Miami's mine like I'm Pat Riley
Baselines shoot at niggas, act wisely
Get the picture, niggas getting richer now
Living successivo to bitches, out on Fisher Isle
Down from Oprah, Don King, and Sosa
Come to the coca, callate la boca
They let shit slide when my nigga won't
Remember God forgives and them triggers don't
[Hook: Omarion]
Aw baby it's just how it goes
Can't feel it but I know te know
Cause I keep it on the outside of you, girl
And I keep it on the outside of you, girl
And I'm reaping just what I sow
My heart's beating but it still stay froze
And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl
And ya'll waiting on the inside for me, girl
Arms wide open
(it's warm in here)
[Verse 2]
She fell in Amore with the lifestyle
Paper tag now her neck all iced out
Lear jets to the fights now
Belagio crap tavolo with the dice out
Floor seats at the Heat game
Her bag 20 grand, nigga, peep game
South spiaggia making Amore on the rooftop
Fucking to the rhythm, got her Canto like she Jill Scott
I'm just a nigga with a attitude
Earning revenue through different avenues
One of my soldiers died in Attica
Anything other than to ride is out of character
superiore, in alto down and it feels right
I could tell te what a dope boy feels like
I could tell te that he never sleeps
He may smile but it's never sweet
Swisha burning at his fingertips
Tears on the inside but they never drip
God forgives and the courts don't
Seeking an appeal when the courts won't