Team Backpack - PRO'verb Rooftop Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1:] Ice in my damn veins Carried full of prescriptions that I just can't name Yet I'm still on the campaign So what you see up on that cam's pane Im transforming, recording them camcorders I'm having a cam quarter Your mans will get manslaughtered I'm hot, probably damaged my hand warmers That's why all these fans on us They try to throw sand on us Cause all these beaches in here Club attire, but nobody sneak us in here All this dope, think big Meech is in here Nobody sleeping all you see is Z's in the air Because I'm in my element My LMNO's make them irrelevant She celebrate but she celibate And she still trying to F with a G Okay, let her in Sum it up, I got ADD, need amphetamine No, am fed I mean How we hungry when we just been [?] I'm in the scope so much I can text [?] The boy dope like, why dont you go and check my fiends Watch me double paper hater double check my genes Right, see I'm a lion and a king So watch the emperor on the track, nah mean? They like, let us in I tell them bring the lettuce in Cause if you bred to win You know you need the bread to win My hostel can be hostile Or hospitable depending on which room that you met us in Move with a president Was it jack a**?, now I'm moving the elephant With the trunk in the front And and a driver thats nuts Fox next to me looking comfortable As a [?] pool full of gelatin Whips and chains like I'm cool with the S&M No safe word, I abuse all the letters, man But I'm sleep though Eyes wide shut I ball late night ZZ's on the Letterman