Ayy, it's a cold world, diamonds on me, yeah, ayy
Send a nigga to the upper room, fuck a diss song
I can't argue with no nigga, that's what mami's lips for
All the ice on my wrist, nigga, like my wrist broken
All these diamonds in my mouth talkin', make my lips cold
Lil Yeezy, the sun, I came from nothin', give 'em hope
Four Cuban links, three diamonds, no ropes
Two hundred and fifty thousand on my throat
Add my wrist and my mouth, nigga, that's a soft four
Fifty-five hundred for this Louis V coat, shit
Fifty-five hundred, that'll get a nigga gone
Goofy in my line, talkin' murder on my phone
Sorry, wrong number (who's this?) fuck wrong
It's gon' be a cold summer when the team come home, ayy
I cannot believe Lil' H and Cheat gone
Take a face shot, rearrange his cheekbone
Had to cut niggas off, it's just me and Leto
Every Glock got a switch, nigga, cut the Gleec on
Every whip paid for, I don't do the repo
My nigga, I been fly since jubos and pea coats
And I doubt that you survive if you ever reach for
Send a nigga to the upper room, fuck a diss song
I can't argue with no nigga, that's what mami's lips for
All the ice on my wrist, nigga, like my wrist broken
All these diamonds in my mouth talkin', make my lips cold
I just told Touchin', "Boy, boy, my nigga, post some more"
Let me call my driver, I can't beat down the road
Catch a nigga on the freeway and beat down his load
Stick to the G code, I can't bend, I can't fold
I'm outside every day, nigga, tell me how I'm hidin'
Seen my lil brothers up a check and got excited
Family or not, you not with this, you not invited
Guess I'm finna show the world how fake shit get divided
I keep askin' God how the real niggas keep dyin'
I thought you was thuggin' with me, bitch, you was lyin'
Drop my nuts in any situation, don't deny it
Better get low when them shots start flyin'
It's a cold world, I should question if you ridin' for me
It's a cold world, it get colder with these diamonds on me
Ayy, we gon' keep winnin', though they talk
Send a nigga to the upper room, fuck a diss song
I can't argue with no nigga, that's what mami's lips for
All the ice on my wrist, nigga, like my wrist broken
All these diamonds in my mouth talkin', make my lips cold
Send a nigga to the upper room, fuck a diss song
I can't argue with no nigga, that's what mami's lips for
All the ice on my wrist, nigga, like my wrist broken
All these diamonds in my mouth talkin', make my lips cold
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh