second verse, and hooks

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We were tryna see just how good we are... we came up with everything on the spot.

Jewled up from head to toe, but my name aint Zales/
ice soo cold when i die, i'll freeze over hell/
so many diamonds in my ring, it feels like braile/
plus the reflections off the hoop can leave ya face pale/
(uhh) i'm mean, as fresh as listerine/
I'll dump hatas off like sluts wit wedding rings/
count my paper till my thumbs get sweaty green/
dont sleep on me cause like Freddy Kruger, im waitin for u to dream/
(YES) i'm a youngin that's tryna get sucess, and (YES)
a little birdie told me i would be the best/
droppin hits that are sick, expect nothin less/
and the rest can wait i'll sleep after death/
one way or another. i'll get my credit/
like how i take dime pieces and leave em' bough legged/
make my point in these short little segments/
bussin through these soft niggas like Jerome Bettis./