Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Three centuries deep with it Turn that up [Verse 1] Crashed down Cotton fields Sky on fire Chains on wrists Heart full of empire Ship from the stars But they stamped me “slave” So I hid my power in a soldier’s grave Gray smoke Blue coats Blood in the dust Bayonet shine Brothers learning “trust” I marched in the mud with my mask in my mind Pulled bullets from the air Kept ‘em all alive Watched flags flip Watched lies stay They signed new laws Kept the old ways I seen whips turn to whips on chrome Same system Just changed the tone [Chorus] ICON got receipts Yeah I’m older than your myths Three hundred years of pain in these fists From the fields to the block to the scripts Run me what you owe I want interest on the interest ICON got receipts I can list every scar Every brick built Every profit Every star You can’t pay back what you stole from my heart But you gon’ cut that check ‘cause I been real from the start (yeah) [Verse 2] I was there when they drew them “color lines” I was there when they burned down Black minds Watts on fire Kids in the streets I held up buildings They called it a “heat” They loved the cape when the crime fit the brand Hated my face when I lifted my hand Said “Be quiet Hero Just save and smile” But I’ve outlived every crooked profile I saw Wall Street built on broken backs Cotton money stuffed in banker stacks Y’all owe my people more than a holiday speech I’m the ledger walking I’m the lesson you preach (yeah) [Chorus] ICON got receipts Yeah I’m older than your myths Three hundred years of pain in these fists From the fields to the block to the scripts Run me what you owe I want interest on the interest ICON got receipts I can list every scar Every brick built Every profit Every star You can’t pay back what you stole from my heart But you gon’ cut that check ‘cause I been real from the start [Bridge] Cut the lights See the truth in the dark (in the dark) Every law just a scar on a chart (on a chart) If I bled for a flag Make it mean what you claim Put the value on the lives Not the name on the chains [Chorus] ICON got receipts Yeah I’m older than your myths Three hundred years of pain in these fists From the fields to the block to the scripts Run me what you owe I want interest on the interest ICON got receipts I can list every scar Every brick built Every profit Every star You can’t pay back what you stole from my heart But you gon’ cut that check ‘cause I been real from the start (ICON)
Tags
West Coast rap, mid-tempo bounce with thick bassline, crisp claps, and hypnotic synth leads; male vocals spitting laid-back but razor-sharp flows. Hook rides a sung/rap melody with stacked gang vocals on the title phrase. Verses stay drum-heavy and sparse to spotlight the story; bridge widens with airy pads and distant vocal chops, then drops back into a hard, head-nod groove for the final chorus.
Duration
2:49
Instrumental
No
Created
3/7/2026