Single / Track

Cold World

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Lyrics

Niggas gon talk

They don't put in no pain

Niggas gon talk they don't put in no pain

This a cold ass world gotta carry a flame

I ain't gon stop til' I put on for gang

Get the members a bust down watch and a chain

I was just popped now I'm fly like a crane

It ain't shit I could lose too much I could gain

Whole lot of sunny days im seeing rain

Lil' nigga what do you know about pain

Cold blood nigga this shit in my veins

And my bro got knocked but that's part of the game

Whole lot of people thats knowing my name

I been running up checks i don't care for the fame

Im in the field steady cooking up plays

Nigga I ain't gon fuck with your a hoe cause she lays

How you got kids still broke it's a shame?

I mix Ricky and better with age

Line his ass up I ain't doing no fade

I got 2 twin chops and I'm scoring like Cade

I'll go to war I was never afraid

Real, fuck a handout nigga I'm self made

Really could rap I don't gotta throw shade

Freak bitch on my dick while she doing my braids

Since I got money she thinking I changed

I'm still the same young nigga but paid

Whole gang turnt this shit look like a rave

I been blowing through money can't take it to grave

I'm the type nigga can't nobody save

Hit rocks out the park like I play for the braves

Catch one of them and then throw a parade

I might blow up off rap like I'm throwing grenade

I could get money a million ways

You say you got the drop on the opp okay