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Yea
Yea
Uh
Not too many people know I'm coming from with the heat
'06 D wade I'ma find a way to win rings
She claim she's not expensive but she loves fancy things
Shopping bags filled with things she can't even name
Blacked out truck like we dipped it in a tar pit
Too much ice like I went and stayed in the Artic
So much hate but you know you never could top this
All these lights I almost forgot how I started
Diddy bop if my case get dropped by the department
Tootsie slide as my credit card swipes in the departments
Someone looking out for me we made it out the apartments
Limitless with the suits, they all got secret compartments
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
Uh
Yea yea yea
Young king to these streets
Too fly like DaVinci, where I'm at you'll never reach
I know a bad girl name Meechie, I don't fuck around I play for keeps
She got an attitude but real freaky
I sometimes be thinking if she would just teach me
My flow just too godly don't make me get preachy
I pull up like Ricky to give what you seeking
Then fuck like I'm geekin and leave just like, seasons
Icy, wrist freezin
Cold air, got you wheezin
I don't really like repeatin
Not a man of the people
I don't really do appeasin
Hope you ready for the sequel
I'm putting out hits like I'm Vin Diesel
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
Yea
Uh
Not too many people know I'm coming from with the heat
'06 D wade I'ma find a way to win rings
She claim she's not expensive but she loves fancy things
Shopping bags filled with things she can't even name
Blacked out truck like we dipped it in a tar pit
Too much ice like I went and stayed in the Artic
So much hate but you know you never could top this
All these lights I almost forgot how I started
Diddy bop if my case get dropped by the department
Tootsie slide as my credit card swipes in the departments
Someone looking out for me we made it out the apartments
Limitless with the suits, they all got secret compartments
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
Uh
Yea yea yea
Young king to these streets
Too fly like DaVinci, where I'm at you'll never reach
I know a bad girl name Meechie, I don't fuck around I play for keeps
She got an attitude but real freaky
I sometimes be thinking if she would just teach me
My flow just too godly don't make me get preachy
I pull up like Ricky to give what you seeking
Then fuck like I'm geekin and leave just like, seasons
Icy, wrist freezin
Cold air, got you wheezin
I don't really like repeatin
Not a man of the people
I don't really do appeasin
Hope you ready for the sequel
I'm putting out hits like I'm Vin Diesel
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
And you know
I ain't never turned my back on a single soul
Never feeling sorry for the ones who did me wrong
Yea it's getting dark out degrees is getting low
My heart can't be broken cuz that shit is way too cold
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Writer(s): Preston Perkins
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