Cold Summer

I told myself one day ima get out of here
i'm tired of going through this trauma
Take care of yo brothers no matter what
If I'm dead or alive that's word from mama
Them niggas know I'm bout to blow and i'm trained to go like osama
I was just staring out the window now the kid hotter than the summer

Pack came in doubled wrapped it don't smell
Ian tryna meet up send the money through the zelle
My name came up my shit been ranging bells
Throw em in that water let's see can he swim
Pull up hop got racks in my denim
Lil shawty fine as hell ima use her for her dental
Gymnastics on my opps we see em we flip em
Three strikes the judge gave my dawg like he was the pitcher
My old hoe mad she like how i did her
Ima gifted yung nigga like i was born on christmas
He dropped his nuts my yungins i sent em
To get the problem straight the rules we gone bend em
I was locked in a cell Ian have no bail
I put my earphones in the sky hope the lord hear my prayers
I'm looking to elevate but i rather take the stairs
They throwing salt on my name hate the game not the player
Try your luck i got some shooters on my trail
One more time i get lock I'm going to jail
Could've played sports or i could've went to yale
Penthouse at the top that's how I'm tryna live
You know it's the real deal if the top come sealed
Ima pop my shit like i pop this pill
Them hoes wait in line when they get this drill
Pockets on swole they look like uncle phil
Ayeeee
Like a thief in the night
I was in the dark but my future looking bright
I do this one for my niggas up in
The sky only thing i can send is a kite
This shit come from overtime no it ain't happen over night
I know yo parents taught you well
Yeah don't bring a knife to a gunfight

I told myself one day ima get out of here
i'm tired of going through this trauma
Take care of yo brothers no matter what
If I'm dead or alive that's word from mama
Them niggas know I'm bout to blow and i'm trained to go like osama
I was just staring out the window now the kid hotter than the summer

(Pack came in doubled wrapped it don't smell)
(Ian tryna meet up send the money through the zelle)
(My name came up my shit been ranging bells)
(Throw em in that water let's see can he swim)