Big Scarr - The Frozen One Lyrics

She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?"
(I'm in London, got my beat from London)

Double R gang, this shit could really get deadly
We the one really be steppin'
I run the gang and the trap, preach this shit like the reverend
You run up, you get sent to Heaven
Gotta thank God for sendin' me all of these blessings
Remember when them days I was stressin'
Now I get paid just to show my reflection
They flexin', post up, send 'em quick like a message
Trappin' was really my blessin', I knew how to get it
I got my first seven and flipped it
It was just me and T Money, turned nothin' into somethin'
Go check out the stats, now we pumpin'
I ain't finish school, teachers said I'd be nothin'
So I hit the block with the scale, got to hustlin'
F*cked off the sack, blow the profit or nothin'
Now we hit the club, poppin' bottles, we stuntin'
Fell asleep Sunday, hit Magic on Monday
I get full of drugs, I'm a rich-ass junkie
In deep from the back, I can feel when she cummin'
She call me daddy when she see me comin'
Like Jason, I'm stabbin' while she get to runnin'
She know that I'm gangster, she know how I'm comin'

She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh
She up in my phone right now (this shit's so hot)
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh (so icy, gang)
She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh (ay, I'm one of one)
(I'm nothin' like these niggas)
She up in my phone right now (you'll never find another me)
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh (The frozen one, the chosen one)
(I'm nothin' like these niggas) uh

Livin' the life, takin' chances
I done some shit in the street that I won't take for granted
I never had thoughts of a Grammy
I was too stuck in the trap to know rap was my talent
We weigh 'em up, get 'em out, then we stackin'
Used to steal cars just to cut off the traction
Big body foreign, you see us in traffic
We kept the heat, never froze on no action
No, they ain't believe us, I made this shit happen
Remember opp huntin', shit slowed down my trappin'
Now in the mansion, feet kicked up, relaxin'
Balenci' runners, put down the new Bally
I kept it real, never told on nobody
These niggas fold on the gang like a pallet
I keep a bankroll for them days I didn't have it
In the trap house they treat me like Your Majesty (on God)

She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh
She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh
She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh
She up in my phone right now
Texting, "Baby, is you by yourself right now?" Oh