[Intro]

Whoa! Listen! Whoa!

[Verse 1]

What you call a icon livin'?
Started from the bottom now we peakin' every limit (whoa!)
Why you n***as acting like you' bitches (why?)
Tryna catch me slippin' in a minute! (Fuck)
I'm just tryna win by double digits!
Scratching on my palm coz it itches for these riches in the kitchen with the lyrics that I'm cooking
Metro boomin', bitch I'm Priddy Ugly, G.O.A.T E.G.Y.P.T!

[Refrain]

I'm at a position that you ain't reachin'!
Only wishing to be this real for this kingship!
If I ever said it then I mean it!
I'm just a Icon living!

[Chorus]

I'm just a Icon living (whoa!) (X4)

[Verse 2]

Trappin' with the shooters like I'm T. Lanez
Get your form up, why you sweating? This' a warm up
They' the same like a parody of chorus, felonies are all us
Hope you get thе picture put a caption to a collage
Got passion till I'm all up in heavеn with Biggie, 2Pac, flexin' going all out
Adressing me with honour
Trenchin' for these pretending rappers who act like they're gods but all they are is frauds, fuck
Counterfeiting my conscious cause I can't sleep at night
They tried to keep me out
Ironically the game is still alive cause I keep it live
I'm Jiggy, really kingly I never sit at the same table eating with these snitching louts (what?)
N***a this' the shit my life is really 'bout (what?)
Everything I get is not undeserved
I reserve the point of cooling down
Kill a foe, stash the body in my wardrobe, leave it there unpreserved (what?)
(what you mean?)
Killer swag for designers, my rhymes killing every rival
I was born for the title
My tunes bigger for the charts like I'm hanging down the Aifle
Quite rude
Taking off like flights do
Spit and leave the mic bruised
Working everyday and every night bruh
Smoking with the Bible
Taking shots at me? I launch a missile to your rifle
N***as bow to my rules

[Verse 3]

And she told me that she really love me
I just gotta put myself together and keep flowing on
Then I pushed her to another man but she text me now and then just to check up how I am, got a good thing going on
She wanna suck dick, I don't got the time (awww)
I don't drop a dime for favours
A lotta haters where the love at?
I'm at the peak I'm topless! I'm timeless!
It's, "fuck a frienemy" this energy that imma harness, I'm harmless!?
Look at the competition, for the vision I'm fixing every lyric to a token note
Pay Homage like Kowbey Earlay
"Icon" in my broken soul
Running like a loaded O'
Pyramida Eye is open
Omen is a hovel in a forest full of broken bones
I make you n***as wobble so, I treat you like a open gore like, (bang! Bang! Bang!)
Bitch, I kill for my n***as at the bottom of the bottom when I shoot!
Tell me what a n***a s'possed to do when the game is turning back
Have you sleep with no food, I want a coupè
Fly, no parachute
Boutta rule I'm the truth, fuck a view
Baby girl I can not give you all my time there's a lot I gotta do
There's a lot I gotta prove
Everybody sounds the same there's a lot I gotta bring
I'm a King a young goo
Finna run up on this game like, "bitch, I got's to!" (whoa!)
Boutta go legendary right now (right now)
I need new Nike kicks right now (right now)
All up in the sky like flights now whoa!
Ima kancane it's my time now!

[Refrain]

I'm at a position that you ain't reachin'!
Only wishing to be this real for this kingship!
If I ever said it then I mean it!
I'm just a Icon living!

[Chorus]

I'm just a Icon living (whoa!) (X4)

[Chorus]

Every night bruh, smoking with the Bible