Cold

I speak you feel it
Birds let me fillet
Finger licking Fish Fingers coz she cat fishing
Heart still missing
Parts still missing
But she love me all the same just listen

Live my life for the finest thing
Might come back so you fine with things
Bro had to work so you have some things
Sis had to grow n make the world a better place

Coz I, feel too white to be black
Too black to be white
Too male to be right
But I guess that's alright
Coz my first name that's my blessed name
Hung my last name
Let my chain hang
I was chillin with the gang gang

I just do that, do that, do that dance
Told her move that move that, remove them pants
Then I sit back, move back watch her through the lense
Doing some things
Got Caught up in her strings

Im Mr. T with the Cuban links
Couple godly friends call them Hercules
I might come to heaven for the hell of it
I might go to heaven for the hell of it
Whatchu know about love besides what I told you
Whatchu know about dreams besides the ones I sold you
Man we got to change things If we both broken
Tryna find what it means to be self-spoken
Lost but im soul searching

Im rising, Im rising, from ashes
Im high as a Martian
Need space when im talking
Im joking, Im Joking
She finds me intizing, exciting, surprising
Im finding my voice and im talking, im talking
Panting masterpieces with my lips
She got matching pieces her butt matches her hips
Its about to eclipse
I might kill these niggas don't let a young nigga go and catch a fits

Asalamalakum
Alaikum salaam
Bout time I check the review and review
My middle finger, trigger finger
Cooking in the autumn
Cooking in the winter
Never shuffle the pack to make the stack
Woke up next to Barbie and she think Im Ken
Clark Can't
I don't know if I can save her though
Coz I would secure the bag and make some dough

I talk sick on my slick rick feeling hella sick
La di da di dougie fresh
Fresh like im fresh prince
Ice cold to all my EXs
Then I make my exit
KØL