Ice Cream Man

[Intro] I said I said, I said, I said, I said [Hook] Two-toned guts Get the money, bro Every dollar earned, there's another foe Sixteen bars, 'bout a hundred shots They ain't my problem, I'mma get the guap I'mma get the guap They ain't my problem, I'mma get the guap I said, I said, I said, I said [Verse 1] Get some money, man It ain't hard to do The no emotion route Take it farther, you Got to get food upon your table, stallions and your stable Niggas sitting on the couches able, but don't make the payroll And these days are passing faster, so I need the check If I can't get that shit myself, then I don't need the sex That bitch was bad up in a honda, now she in a lex Said she would never date a baller, but that was a flex [Hook] [Verse 2] Get some money, man What is wrong with you? Talking 'bout THAT nigga THAT is Rome, you fool OK, stallions are now in my stable, hit that roll with bankrolls They can speculate about my life, but it won't change my payroll And the days are passing faster, so I grip my grip Got a little chick who tryna trick, so you know I'mma get Her mind Nigga, she can keep the whip Yep, her mind We gon' make this money flip I sit it down to say Like every single day That passes with no pay Evaluate to work my lay With the body made, the mythology And her brain is never gray A few chapters of this pimpology Get the dough and graduate And that's fine, that's my Summer break you take in May That passes every day Fly there with no delay So, Rome, what you say? Yeah, do just what you say? I said the bread is all that matters 'til they pull us down the lay I said!