Lyrics Salute - Ice Billion Berg

Salute

Waiting on my home boys homecoming\nRiding in this motherfucking Benz, all alone getting high with my chrome on me\nThinking about Sharder, why he had to leave\nWe were high school home boys, another fatal tragedy\nBusting my ass tryina make my future brighter\nCause thinking about the past only drive me to get higher\nAnd I swear my flow of cash remind me I’m getting tired\nBut when I think about them M’s I swear to God I get excited, Lord\nI’m still double parked in that Chevy bitch\nFrom Brown sub' to Belle Harbor, burn heavy bitch\nNiggas hatin' but they broke just like '\nAlex Serra is my motivation to get hella rich\n'Cause all I hear is numbers, boy, I’m on some next level shit\nHighly inspired, just getting by I can’t settle with\nRose newer moon, Cali knew he had to let me in\nSlippy in my phone, baby, wanted me to rap this shit\nThey say I work hard to hide, nigga\nIf any nigga in the field of my grinding, I’mma slide nigga\nStreet sweepers and modified pistols\nSinner hitters and niggas been a part of my credentials\nCheap, busting ammunition that we buy by the bulk\nCome here and listen to one of them niggas trap me a soul\nHighly sophisticated blunts that I show all my troops\nAnd all I ask for in return is a general salute\nSalute, salute\nSalute, salute\nThe same monster they created, the same one they gotta fear\nGoing harder than any motherfucker without a deal\nLet me be the one to stay the shit they repping out the crib\nThey ain’t even for me, you whip whoever doesn’t name you\nBitch, I’m date all the way, ain’t no fucking doubt about it\nThat gay shit they tryina pull ain’t no way I’mma allow it\nJock niggas ain’t tough and y’all niggas ain’t about it\nSo I’m here to call you bluff and deuces I handcuff you\nYou got some dollar, then come shopping, I’m charging if you ain’t my partner\nQuit your talking, bitch, I’m rolling and all the niggas should follow\nAnd I was just told that my bitch now at the station\nFull investigation pertaining to some gang shit\nThey just wanna shine some bad light on a nigga\nAnd use me as example for the up and coming killers\nBut I don’t know shit about shit mister officer\nYou the last person on the planet I be talking to\nBesides, drive-bys ain’t my style, bitch, we walking up\nLife out the mafia and ain’t no fucking stopping us\nWe all made niggas and we all getting cash\nOnly grind for real shit don’t fall in your lap\nThat’s why I can never hate on a nigga that’s making moves\nI’d rather link up with him and take it to the moon\nI keep it 100 and I swear to tell the truth\nAnd all my real niggas that hold me down, this is my salute\nSalute, real talk salute\nSalute, salute\nSalute, salute\nSalut