Cold Days

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All the cold days gon' make it through the winter
I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner
Full court press big body like a center
Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah

All the cold days gon' make it through the winter
I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner
Full court press, big body like a center
Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah

Tryna change the way we living can't forget what I done seen
You can take me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out me
Only time will tell the difference between strong and all the weak
Do me dirty no more love, leave the talking to the streets

We came from the streets
It was hard to eat, wear clothes and dirty sneaks
Had to get this money even if it's from a feature
I fucked on your honey when I'm feelin' kinda geeked
Cause she got me how I'm sweet

Man I missed my niggas got me screaming, "fuck the streets"
Fuck the other side got them beggin' for the peace
Yeah the good times comin', I can feel it in my reach
I heard niggas wanna polly, imma leave them all deceased

I'm just tryna stack my money everyday it's on repeat
I can't ask no one for favours, imma get up on my feet
Go hard for who I love, make sure everybody eat, yeah
I'm still am who I am, but I just been a better me

All the cold days gon' make it through the winter
I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner
Full court press big body like a center
Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah

All the cold days gon' make it through the winter
I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner
Full court press big body like a center
Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah

Fuck the other side
Fuck them, other guys, yeah, yeah
For my guys
Only time I ride, yeah, yeah
I want gwuap
But she want all my time, yeah, yeah
I was getting to that messages at night, yeah, yeah

To my young nigga that watch me, listen closely
You can't trust no new nigga, they not your homie
I had to cut off that bitch, yeah she tried to hoe me
I get them hundreds, I can never be the old me

New money coming in, cause I jumped into the game
They heard what I be bout'
I done made myself a name
Get that big check, imma buy a bigger chain
I know they big mad, when they see me on the plane

All the cold days gon' make it through the winter
I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner
Full court press big body like a center
Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah

All the cold days gon' make it through the winter
I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner
Full court press big body like a center
Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas, yeah
Yeah

(J West Beats)



Credits
Writer(s): Johann Ziller, Claus Lessman
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