COLD IN HELL

Sometimes I need to listen
I thank the virus for giving me distance
Place myself outside the situation
Just to glance at it from a different perspective
Not going out I'm not tryna get infected
I cut off mostly everyone I'm still well connected
I'm built my own name without no mainstream
I'm too reckless to brand
So called brothers blocked me cuz Im too good
At shooting shots when I offend
I always keep it real even when I pretend
But the money and fame
That can get to yo head
So I aint bugging
I never change I ain't budging
Bludgeon me to death I'm way to stubborn
Just ask my mother
She'll tell how I be
Never listen to her
And outcome always changed drastically
I took a couples L's but not in this rap beef
In real life
That why I'm conditioned to win
'Cuz I ain't nothing more to loose
I already lost my heart
Don't really make new friends 'cuz the old ones I had been
Playing me from the start,
That's shit got me wanted to kill a mother fucka
Immortal Records that's the label now
A couple wanna-bees coming at me
But they ain't even even off the ground
A lotta people jacking my vibe
And taking my style
I just act like I don't know
'Cuz I know
I inspire everyone one I meet
Everyone that met me know that true
Even dudes that stay throwing sly disses, too scared to say my name
Cuz I would blow up
But I'm not like I'd share the fame
I advanced the game with nothing
Didn't have money so I used the hustle

All the money in the world won't make you happy
All the honeys and the pearls won't make u happy
All the hatred in the world you wanna kill me?
Out of everyone what do u see in me,
How I can be God's son and still make devil music
How I can see so far
But close my eyes I don't view it
Cold day in hell
(Cold day in hell)



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Writer(s): Arjun Radhakrishnan
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