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Ice City Boyz, often abbreviated as ICB, also known as CSB (Crime Scene Boyz) and CRS (Church Road Soldiers), is a British hip hop collective from Church End, London. more »

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(Beatfreakz)

Tryna get my money longer
When my brother died, swear that turned me into a monster
Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me
They bad mind, I don't need that energy around me
They don't wanna see me chasin' my dreams
Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends
I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels
But that's light, I'm makin' chess moves (uh)

My chain got a swing, I'm old school, f*ck a choker
I send a hundred niggas to your door like Sosa
Now they're sayin' that I changed, I'm still Nina
Fam, I still play with pro buttons on FIFA
I ain't waitin', bitch, I'm impatient
If she ain't fuckin' then I'm skatin'
I've been savin' up cah I ain't made enough
Tryna get my money long
The streets are gonna miss me when I'm gone
From a wild block
Niggas don't say, "Thanks" when you open doors for them like a child lock
I should be in the studio, tryna make a bangin' track
Instead of lookin' for addresses for these Cali packs
All these haters mad 'cause the way I get dough
For this new ting, I copped an extendo
I went low, look 'round like, "Where my friends go?"
It's fucked how the game switch like Nintendo, uh

Tryna get my money longer
When my brother died, swear that turned me into a monster
Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me
They bad mind, I don't need that energy around me
They don't wanna see me chasin' my dreams
Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends
I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels
But that's light, I'm makin' chess moves 

Boom
First they love you, then they hate you, then they love you again
They say you're meant to keep your enemies closer than friends
I stay on the road to riches, tryna see where it ends
F*ck a bitch and then it's back to get this money again
And if they ask you if I'm 'bout it, tell 'em 100% (one hundred)
I got no limit, man will take this shit to any extent (trust me)
I hear them talkin' 'bout they'll catch me at a show
Someone let them niggas know, I've got a burner 'round me any event
Red bottoms and a black jacket (boom)
I know the feds are tryna stop me like a bad habit
All I do is rap and pay taxes (trust)
Chop bricks with no magic (trust)
Straight drop it to the bottom of the water, Titanic (straight)
I'm on a mission, tryna get these millions
These niggas actin' like they're killers 
When they're hittin' innocent civilians (pussies)
I just keep it real, it's always straight facts when I'm on the track (always)
And anytime my niggas took a loss, we always bet it back (always)
Boom

Tryna get my money longer
When my brother died, swear that turned me into a monster
Now they wanna be my friend, they need to lowe me
They bad mind, I don't need that energy around me
They don't wanna see me chasin' my dreams
Rather see me posted on the estate with the fiends
I just wasted six figures on some fresh jewels
But that's light, I'm makin' chess moves

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