Cold Winter
Ay ay, cold
Cold winters make for super hot summers (hot summer)
Bitch I want it all, not just some of (not just some of)
Counted a couple of times like I forgot the sum of (I forgot)
Ay, do you wanna, do you wanna (do you not?)
Do you wanna, live fast, take it all in
Do you wanna, OT when niggas called in
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Yeah, the real is back, matter of fact here it goes
Spooky flow and you looking like you seen a ghost
If life's a beach then why do we never seem to coast
Questions asked, can anyone answer what I po-ose
I got promises to uphold
I got shorty but she back home, I got baby mamas front row
I got urges to control, ain't no purchasing my soul
I got labels chirping my phone, word to my Nextel
Accountable for your last L and I'm cooking up your next L
City all on my backbone, she rub me down when my neck swell
Me and shorty had a one bedroom apartment, we just bought a crib
I know we straight either way but I want rap money, something's gotta give, yeah
Cold winters make for super hot summers (hot summer)
Bitch I want it all, not just some of (not just some of)
Counted a couple of times like I forgot the sum of (I forgot)
Ay, do you wanna, do you wanna (do you not?)
Do you wanna, live fast, take it all in
Do you wanna, OT when niggas called in
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna use mind power to define power (yeah!)
Bitch I'm like Ron Howard and Juwan Howard (ha!)
I coach and direct movies, I get approached and reject groupies
I'm so like the next Huey, and I got a scope on the tech goofy (bow!)
That's a golden shot, I'm tryna get what the owners got
Wake you up like a Folgers pot, ratchet wit me like Mona Scott
A lot of games bein' played but they can't play me though
Shout my Texas woes layin' low, land of 84s
Flex got respect in the set for this crazy flow
So salute me if you knew me, I'm on paper mode
And I aim to blow, said it loud 'cause I'm trained to go
Never sold my soul, I was hush when they arraigned us bro
Cold winters make for super hot summers (hot summer)
Bitch I want it all, not just some of (not just some of)
Counted a couple of times like I forgot the sum of (I forgot)
Ay, do you wanna, do you wanna (do you not?)
Do you wanna, live fast, take it all in
Do you wanna, OT when niggas called in
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna, ay, ay (yeah)
Cold winters make for super hot summers (hot summer)
Bitch I want it all, not just some of (not just some of)
Counted a couple of times like I forgot the sum of (I forgot)
Ay, do you wanna, do you wanna (do you not?)
Do you wanna, live fast, take it all in
Do you wanna, OT when niggas called in
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Yeah, the real is back, matter of fact here it goes
Spooky flow and you looking like you seen a ghost
If life's a beach then why do we never seem to coast
Questions asked, can anyone answer what I po-ose
I got promises to uphold
I got shorty but she back home, I got baby mamas front row
I got urges to control, ain't no purchasing my soul
I got labels chirping my phone, word to my Nextel
Accountable for your last L and I'm cooking up your next L
City all on my backbone, she rub me down when my neck swell
Me and shorty had a one bedroom apartment, we just bought a crib
I know we straight either way but I want rap money, something's gotta give, yeah
Cold winters make for super hot summers (hot summer)
Bitch I want it all, not just some of (not just some of)
Counted a couple of times like I forgot the sum of (I forgot)
Ay, do you wanna, do you wanna (do you not?)
Do you wanna, live fast, take it all in
Do you wanna, OT when niggas called in
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna use mind power to define power (yeah!)
Bitch I'm like Ron Howard and Juwan Howard (ha!)
I coach and direct movies, I get approached and reject groupies
I'm so like the next Huey, and I got a scope on the tech goofy (bow!)
That's a golden shot, I'm tryna get what the owners got
Wake you up like a Folgers pot, ratchet wit me like Mona Scott
A lot of games bein' played but they can't play me though
Shout my Texas woes layin' low, land of 84s
Flex got respect in the set for this crazy flow
So salute me if you knew me, I'm on paper mode
And I aim to blow, said it loud 'cause I'm trained to go
Never sold my soul, I was hush when they arraigned us bro
Cold winters make for super hot summers (hot summer)
Bitch I want it all, not just some of (not just some of)
Counted a couple of times like I forgot the sum of (I forgot)
Ay, do you wanna, do you wanna (do you not?)
Do you wanna, live fast, take it all in
Do you wanna, OT when niggas called in
Do you wanna, ay, ay
Do you wanna, ay, ay (yeah)
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Writer(s): Weston Westbrooks
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