Cold it is

(Tryna stop me n**** need a army)

Heart staying cold any weather no matter how warm it is
Tryna stop me n**** needa army then
Run them bands up
Don't run them bands out
The reason why he got a fan now
He ain't make time to ask for handouts
Now he laying down everybody
How you staying solid but yo mans not
I'm tryna see what he blam bout and if he crash out
The number of fake gangstas at a all time high
And n***** dying but that shit ain't no surprise

Name gotta go global
Ain't tryna introduce to nobody else you gotta know me
I can't wait to see the look on the people face that know the old me
Trap 24/8 they used to say I look like Kobe
Riding wit exotic and everybody got like 4 each
And we 4 deep the road blocked they checking IDs
Why the narc trucks keeps sliding by like they got ice cream
I know I probably made a 5 piece right there on grimes street
Gotta stripper bitch keep rein up and selling za fa me
Ex bitch looking like she wasn't eating she need apetamin
Nigga spilling beans inside the streets they still won't let em in
Gang going up birds of a feather flock together then

Heart staying cold any weather don't matter how warm it is
Tryna stop me n**** needa army den
Run them bands up
Don't run them bands out
The reason why he got a fan now kuz he ain't make time to ask for handouts
Now he laying down errybody
How you staying solid but yo mans not
Just tryna see what he blam bout and if he crash out
The number of fake gangstas at a all time high
And n***** dying but that shit ain't no surprise

When them bullets get to flying they give a fuck about who hot
He seen a gateway to the street but seen a sign that say keep out
She don't make time to make no money But she got time to run her mouth
How you broke and talking shit that ain't the vibe we keep around
I know in life ain't shit for free
So I put prices on my sound
They gon hate to see you up
Won't leave the losses unannounced
He the type to load it up
And go re up when he ain't out
I done quick playing, ask around
I done put many n***** down yea
You ain't gon do it yea
When you outside it's influencing
Quick to turn to shooter
All that flaw shit in yo music
Couple folks that's all I ever need
Got my circle small like family
I ain't never throw no gang
Im steady trending off the net

Heart staying cold any weather don't matter how warm it is
Tryna stop me n**** needa army den
Run them bands up
Don't run them bands out
The reason why he got a fan now kuz he ain't make time to ask for handouts
Now he laying down errybody
How you staying solid but yo mans not
Just tryna see what he blam bout and if he crash out
The number of fake gangstas at a all time high
And n***** dying but that shit ain't no surprise



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Writer(s): Justin Johnson
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