Cold Reality

Yeah

Dino Cartier shit

I stood in front of the judge man I froze
For ones that I thought I could trust damn that's cold
My dawg got caught in a jam never told
Remember he got booked selling grams on the low
Feds watching from a lens they gone know
When you trapping for them m's yeah they gone know
Been grinding with this pen and I swear they gone know
I do this for my fam and my friends they gone know

Got my piece of mind you can't it from me
All i'm really worried bout is getting to the money
Niggas talk behind me back learn to except the hate
I know they mad enough my mind is in a better state
Opps want you buried see ya momma devastated
React quickly with that gun no time for hesitation
Fuck what teachers said I think they underestimated
Pray at night and asking God will I ever make it
Told my big brother leave the streets you know the game
My partner ask me why i'm rapping for the hoes and fame
Nah to feed my family not for the fame or pleasure
We can't be the same I gotta make a change for better

I gotta make a change for me you know
I'm in this cold reality called life

I stood in front of the judge man I froze
For ones that I thought I could trust damn that's cold
My dawg got caught in a jam never told
Remember he got booked selling grams on the low
Feds watching from a lens they gone know
When you trapping for them m's yeah they gone know
Been grinding with this pen and I swear they gone know
I do this for my fam and my friends they gone know

Can't get caught up in no drama but it come with fame
I been sprinting to the bag i'm gone run the game
I lost my dad stayed in trouble was to young to blame
He would of caught a body for me I'd a done the same
You gotta learn that this life come with repercussions
Gave my heart to these streets and it done me nothing
Niggas say they down to ride you know some be bluffing
Ones who's actions never show it not the ones we trusting
Too many babies in the streets all they do is slaughter
How you suppose to teach a child who never knew they father
Man this shit be conflicting tearing me apart
These some words that i'm spitting speaking from the heart

Yeah
That's that cold reality
Babies learning from the streets
Cause they ain't got no father to show
Them from right and wrong
That's how I had to learn

I stood in front of the judge man I froze
For ones that I thought I could trust damn that's cold
My dawg got caught in a jam never told
Remember he got booked selling grams on the low
Feds watching from a lens they gone know
When you trapping for them m's yeah they gone know
Been grinding with this pen and I swear they gone know
I do this for my fam and my friends they gone know



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Horton, Seth Lendino
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