IceBerg - Salute lyrics

[Intro] Waiting on my home boys homecoming Riding in this motherf**ing Benz, all alone getting high with my chrome on me Thinking about Sharder, why he had to leave We were high school home boys, another fatal tragedy Busting my a** tryina make my future brighter [Verse 1] Cause thinking about the past only drive me to get higher And I swear my flow of cash remind me I'm getting tired But when I think about them M's I swear to God I get excited, Lord I'm still double parked in that Chevy b**h From Brown sub' to Belle Harbor, burn heavy b**h n***as hatin' but they broke just like ' Alex Serra is my motivation to get hella rich 'Cause all I hear is numbers, boy, I'm on some next level sh** Highly inspired, just getting by I can't settle with Rose newer moon, Cali knew he had to let me in Slippy in my phone, baby, wanted me to rap this sh** They say I work hard to hide, n***a If any n***a in the field of my grinding, I'mma slide n***a Street sweepers and modified pistols Sinner hitters and n***as been a part of my credentials Cheap, busting ammunition that we buy by the bulk Come here and listen to one of them n***as trap me a soul Highly sophisticated blunts that I show all my troops And all I ask for in return is a general salute [Hook] Salute, salute Salute, salute [Verse 2] The same monster they created, the same one they gotta fear Going harder than any motherf**er without a deal Let me be the one to stay the sh** they repping out the crib They ain't even for me, you whip whoever doesn't name you b**h, I'm date all the way, ain't no f**ing doubt about it That gay sh** they tryina pull ain't no way I'mma allow it Jock n***as ain't tough and y'all n***as ain't about it So I'm here to call you bluff and deuces I handcuff you You got some dollar, then come shopping, I'm charging if you ain't my partner Quit your talking, b**h, I'm rolling and all the n***as should follow And I was just told that my b**h now at the station Full investigation pertaining to some gang sh** They just wanna shine some bad light on a n***a And use me as example for the up and coming k**ers But I don't know sh** about sh** mister officer You the last person on the planet I be talking to Besides, drive-bys ain't my style, b**h, we walking up Life out the mafia and ain't no f**ing stopping us We all made n***as and we all getting cash Only grind for real sh** don't fall in your lap That's why I can never hate on a n***a that's making moves I'd rather link up with him and take it to the moon I keep it 100 and I swear to tell the truth And all my real n***as that hold me down, this is my salute [Hook] Salute, real talk salute Salute, salute Salute, salute Salut