Cold

[00:11.13] (Mike WiLL Made-It)
[00:12.71] Thinking 'bout them cold nights (cold), sleeping in that cold cell
[00:15.94] Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (damn)
[00:19.18] Soon as I touched down, I had to give them folks hell (yeah)
[00:22.40] Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (yeah)
[00:25.58] I don't need no wishing well, I'ma buy my bitch Chanel
[00:28.88] Keep it real, she paid the bail, kept it player, no kiss and tell
[00:32.05] Shout out to the cartel, fuck the opps, they called 12
[00:35.14] I been trapping since 12, selling nicks and bricks and bales
[00:38.39] Narcotics and plenty sales, glass bowls and pocket scales (skrrt)
[00:41.54] Burglar bars and cameras before my life was glamorous (huh)
[00:44.51] I shine like a camera (shine), I kicked all the amateurs
[00:48.09] 5.56s damage ya (hot), we don't tote no Derringer (hot)
[00:51.25] Go check the thermometer (hot), we bloodied the furniture
[00:54.32] We hit at his momma house, I heard it woke his momma up (mom)
[00:57.42] I'ma keep the chopper tucked, run up if you think you tough (cha-cha)
[01:00.84] Playing with all that funny stuff, they found his body in the bluff (ha)
[01:04.08] Poker face, we never bluff
[01:05.64] Play with them, don't play with us (nah)
[01:07.18] We got toys like Toys R Us, the chop's so long it's folding up (folding up)
[01:10.34] Where my boys? They rolling up
[01:11.94] They look young, they old enough
[01:13.59] Hell no, they ain't old as us
[01:14.89] But try us, they gon' spray your bus (grah)
[01:18.35] Thinking 'bout them cold nights, sleeping in that cold cell
[01:21.54] Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (yeah)
[01:24.71] Soon as I touched down, I had to give them folks hell (what's up, Wop?)
[01:27.83] Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (look, look, look)
[01:31.36] Bounced out of the BOP, still toting that stick on me (I got it)
[01:34.45] All these hoes tryna fuck (what?), I ain't giving no dick for free (at all)
[01:37.75] All these people want a show (what?), need that bag COD (I need it)
[01:40.80] All these lil' slick posts, say that shit to me in the streets
[01:43.96] Smashed all my old beef, smashed out my old teeth
[01:47.10] One by one, I'm coming to collect from everybody that owe me (everybody)
[01:50.29] Real killers, they know me (they know), real street niggas mold me
[01:53.86] Better be able to see your hands you ever try to approach me (let me see, nigga)
[01:56.88] Feds got me burnt out, still a little institutionalized (damn)
[02:00.07] Nigga, that shit was real, seen niggas stabbed to death right before my eyes
[02:03.12] B-Gizzle and Gucci Mane, you know this shit gon' ride
[02:06.42] Free my guys and the pole lock, fed niggas might start a riot
[02:09.67] Thinking 'bout them cold nights, sleeping in that cold cell (if it's up, it's stuck, nigga)
[02:12.76] Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (they can't kick 'em up, nigga)
[02:15.94] Soon as I touched down, I had to give them folks hell (if it's up, it's stuck, nigga)
[02:19.17] Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (they can't kick 'em up, nigga)
[02:22.01] Mike WiLL, B-Gizzle, Gucci Mane
[02:26.46] This what the streets wanted to hear
[02:30.28] This shit too real
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