Cold In The D

Man my city real crazy
They then popped a nigga car up killed him and his baby
Close friends turned shady
Nigga a kill his own brother cuz he want a froze ap
Saving hoes ain't me
I won't give a bitch shit if I can't fuck that bitch for free
He a snitch he ain't keep it in the streets
Keep sticks cuz it's up when we meet
Can't slip it's so cold in the D
Never switch never fold ima G
Can't sit til I'm where I wanna B
Get rich by any means ima eat
Paid a grip for the Jeans cuz they sweet
Smoking out the zip on my 4th one this week
This weed high as shit this that real cannatique
I'm speeding up 6 on my way to the east



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Writer(s): Andrey Johnson
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