Icarus - Wiki

Yo, I will whore somebody

Or I will whore myself, one or the other

You choose, what you wanna be Patrick Ewing or John Starks?

Fuck you

What you want from me?

Tired of the fuckery

Conspiring, you don’t hear the violin, try again

I ain’t crying but I’m piloting the man

This is Icarus, I’m sick of it

I’m done trying to get to the sun

So I’m flying in and I am in

Before I start rioting within

Only violence that he did was on him

So I wilding and I’m wilding

And I’m wilding and I’m winding on in

Sip straight bottles

Pick licks like lotto

This one, that one, sip and swallow

Feel the shit in my bowels

Whoa, spit straight mottos

Kids live by but let me say some shit don’t follow

Just sit, I’m tryna get a chip

Tryna get it now, tryna get a grip

But I don’t wanna bow down to no prick

That extra get my secular ass some cathlic shit

I could throw up on my neck

And got to throw it up

We throw it up, nah, nah, we throw him off the set

Don’t sit around all moody, man

We making movies, I’m about to direct

I’m on special effects, any special requests?

If you knew me you know it’s my duty to do my best

Just givin' myself some neck

And it’s on to the next

What you want from me?

Tired of the fuckery

Conspiring, you don’t hear the violin, try again

I ain’t crying but I’m piloting the man

This is Icarus, I’m sick of it

I’m done trying to get to the sun

So I’m flying in and I am in

Before I start rioting within

Only violence that he did was on him

So I wilding and I’m wilding

And I’m wilding and I’m winding on in

Hate when Goldman Sachs coming for my cream

Jpeg of a rolex on my screen

Like I’d never wear a watch

I don’t know man, maybe if it’s green

Gave head to the hoes that was the queens

Butt bulgin' out their jeans

Those that wasn’t, yeah they knew it

Wasn’t buggin, just got blunted, still rolling with the team

Multiply, now we roll with Mr. Clean

Some went West Coast, started growing up that green

New Yorkers started pouring up the lean

Lookin' like, «Yo, where you been?»

I been blowing off some steam

Long Gate, that’s some place I gotta be

He on yay, got blow, asked if I wanna ski

I’m on a EO school like your mama’s weed

This is were I wanna be (twice)

So free, home girl on me

I swear, I swear I wanna be

What you want from me?

Tired of the fuckery

Conspiring, you don’t hear the violin, try again

I ain’t crying but I’m piloting the man

This is Icarus, I’m sick of it

I’m done trying to get to the sun

So I’m flying in and I am in

Before I start rioting within

Only violence that he did was on him

So I wilding and I’m wilding

And I’m wilding and I’m winding on in

If you felt like I felt

Nah you would melt my help

Think at best I should help myself

Put this shit to rest, got the greatest wealth of twelve

In my city so I’m worried for my friends

Ain’t tryna bury one of them

You can’t tell how well I held it down

Grand fury with the pen, Bill Murray of the gin

Only wordy with it when needed

You in a hurry to the end

But the bunny didn’t win

Ain’t tryna see my son just set

Bust in my wify, fucking out the gin

What the fuck you think this is?

We just being kids

23 need a bib, you should see the way I live

You should see the way I (live)

I don’t wanna hear it, I fear it, I’m near it

Man, what do you expect?

I’m out here catching wreck

Like three homies passed this year

Are we gonna last this year?

I wonder what is next

Last year passed, we here, man

Last year passed, we here

Can’t you see I’m fucking vexed?

Last year passed, we here, man

Last year passed, we here

Hoping for the best