Cold Night
Me in the city
Standing on a cold night
Trying get the money
Counting all the next move
In the class Got smack
From my teacher
The shit looking funny
But I gatt to be humble
44 in the real street
Standing on a cold night
Still make me proud doo
Cause am going great men
Future looking brighter
Now we thinking over
Nation
Everyday we hustle
Do this for my family
Step outside hustling
Since I was 7
Tell me what's you been too
Still make me proud do
Me in the city tryna hit
The Box on a 50 oh okay
Roll the dice and know
What coming
Try to get the Big bag
Blow up the Big Bang
Chasing all the dreams
Now
Pull up on your bitch like
Everyday is Christmas
Back in the real street
She throw back for a nigger
Bans on the real shit
Wake up in the morning
First thing I talk to maker
Praying for my mama
Hoping death dosent
Take her
Don't be calling my phone
If you ain't talking paper
Aim for the sky like
A mother fucking scrapers
Wake up in a cold night
Think about my own life
Ain't nobody gatt my back
That why I Go hard
Tryna get the big cash
Have been tryna make
My Mama smile
Do you gatt that
Hustle I'm the real street
Tryna get the big bag
Still never go back
Standing in the real street
Pray to my God men
Tears on my face men
Still going great everything
I do is great men
Hustle in the cold night
Tryna get the bog dreams
Chasing all the dreams since
I was born so you feel that
Am in the real street chasing
All the dreams men
Look up to the sky
Cause am going great
Do you gatt that
Why they try to stop
The light
They can't never stop my shine
Ooh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Me in the city
Standing on a cold night
Trying get the money
Counting all the next move
I'm the class got smack
From my teacher
This shit looking funny
But I gatt to be humble
4 4 in the real street
Standing on a cold night
Still make me proud doo
Cause am going great men
Future looking brighter
Now we thinking over nation
Everyday we hustle
Do this for my family
Step outside hustle
Since I was 7
Tell me what you been to
Still make me proud doo
Me in the city
Tryna hit the box on A 50
Oh ok
Roll the dice and know what coming
Try to be strong cause every Successful person has a painful story
Never go back keep believing chasing The dreams
We all gatt dream you know that
Woo Nation
Standing on a cold night
Trying get the money
Counting all the next move
In the class Got smack
From my teacher
The shit looking funny
But I gatt to be humble
44 in the real street
Standing on a cold night
Still make me proud doo
Cause am going great men
Future looking brighter
Now we thinking over
Nation
Everyday we hustle
Do this for my family
Step outside hustling
Since I was 7
Tell me what's you been too
Still make me proud do
Me in the city tryna hit
The Box on a 50 oh okay
Roll the dice and know
What coming
Try to get the Big bag
Blow up the Big Bang
Chasing all the dreams
Now
Pull up on your bitch like
Everyday is Christmas
Back in the real street
She throw back for a nigger
Bans on the real shit
Wake up in the morning
First thing I talk to maker
Praying for my mama
Hoping death dosent
Take her
Don't be calling my phone
If you ain't talking paper
Aim for the sky like
A mother fucking scrapers
Wake up in a cold night
Think about my own life
Ain't nobody gatt my back
That why I Go hard
Tryna get the big cash
Have been tryna make
My Mama smile
Do you gatt that
Hustle I'm the real street
Tryna get the big bag
Still never go back
Standing in the real street
Pray to my God men
Tears on my face men
Still going great everything
I do is great men
Hustle in the cold night
Tryna get the bog dreams
Chasing all the dreams since
I was born so you feel that
Am in the real street chasing
All the dreams men
Look up to the sky
Cause am going great
Do you gatt that
Why they try to stop
The light
They can't never stop my shine
Ooh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
Me in the city
Standing on a cold night
Trying get the money
Counting all the next move
I'm the class got smack
From my teacher
This shit looking funny
But I gatt to be humble
4 4 in the real street
Standing on a cold night
Still make me proud doo
Cause am going great men
Future looking brighter
Now we thinking over nation
Everyday we hustle
Do this for my family
Step outside hustle
Since I was 7
Tell me what you been to
Still make me proud doo
Me in the city
Tryna hit the box on A 50
Oh ok
Roll the dice and know what coming
Try to be strong cause every Successful person has a painful story
Never go back keep believing chasing The dreams
We all gatt dream you know that
Woo Nation
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Writer(s): Adeyinka David
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