Lyrics
Come from gutter
I thank god for mother
I been through a lot
Ons skiet jou sut
I feel like a legend, call me 2pac
I’m bout to drop
Give me your praises
Not your two faces
Done with the cases
Out on these stages
I am courageous
You cannot change this
I’m self-made
Bitch got no favors
God Sent
Written on pages
Need peace
Burning some sages
Made it through
So Imma make it
Growing and popping
Like I been good
But I been hungry
So gimme the food
I deserve this
Live with purpose
To fill thee
Purses
Comes with curses but
Gimme the juice
Gimme the juice
Gimme the juice
I want the juice, I want the juice, I want the juice
Gimme the juice, gimme the juice
I want the juice, I want the juice
I’m a motherfucking Icon
Motherfucking icon
Motherfucking icon
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I am an icon
Custom designed
Cannot be signed
For any fortunes
Mama could’ve had an abortion
I know she felt the exhaustion
Things been outta proportion
But
I am a god
Did to decide
Why do you hide?
You got beast
Inside!
You let them lie
Embrace your pain
Don’t let it subside
It’s the only thing that keep us alive
Need to survive
I’m bout to rise
Broken but winning this I minimize
Coz
I am an icon
The old Mia’s dead gone
And I be thirsty
It’s been a journey.
Still pulling up
Looking perky
Gimme the juice
Gimme the juice
Gimme the juice
I want the juice, I want the juice, I want the juice
Gimme the, juice gimme, the juice
I want the juice, I want the juice
I’m a motherfucking Icon
Motherfucking icon
Motherfucking icon
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I am icon
We want that Gucci Versace
That rari that life
They said we ain’t for
Coz we icons
We want that Gucci Versace
That rari that life
They said we ain’t for
Coz we icons
We want that Gucci Versace
That rari that life
They said we ain’t for
Coz we icons
We want that Gucci Versace
That rari that life
They said we ain’t for
Coz we icons