So Cold
My heart bulletproof
Can't tame me
Can't change me
It's the way my mom raised me
Ain't no question
Ain't no doubt about it
So I sing about it
It's in the pouch
Like in the bag
Where is the cash
Brr brr
Cause I'm badass
Yeah homie we real class
Thank God I barely passed
Mom said you bad at math
So I skipped that
BM and I whip that
it's the kid that
Went on for days
Fuck it it pays
This is the life
Live in the night
She like you cool
I'm feeling alright
I'm fighting the light
Cause if I'm alight
Fuck it I'll burn
It is my turn
Angels in capes
Fuck it homie if you can relate
It is in pain
In plain sight
Either love him or pay him
Feel like the basics
This is the matrix
Fuck it I'm lit
Don't fucking debate him
If it fit, Cinderella
Fur coats, Cruella
Beastin with a Bella
Next year, Coachella
Fuck being normal
Shit is a formal
I am a narrative
I am a beam
I have a dream
Martin Luther King
Up in the night
Bad bitches my appetite
Fuck it I'm brave
Man was insane
I ain't rhetorical
Man is iconic, bro
Shit is cold
Shit is
So so
Cold
And I'm in the room
Back in the booth
Telling y'all truth
Showing y'all proof
You cannot make it
This ain't America
Bladadi-bla
Bladadi-boo
Fuck are you sayin
No one can stop me
Not even Satan
If you were Godless
Now you are praying
Back in the day
Trapping away
Nothin but fate
How does it feel
Does it appeal
Am i the one
We going dumb
I'm feelin great
Took me some time
Still on the grind
We so awake
Food on my plate
Still counting the days
How long does it take
He'll find him a way
Still in the ends
Still in a Benz
Still like film
We hop out the Benz
You drive away
You never look back
You said u okay
We'll make it some day
That's just a fact
You left me alone
You didn't even
Know what to say
And that was that
Now we back here on the map
Special as fuck
I'm one in a million
I'm one in a billion
I'm one the world
I wanted a million
Now I want a billion
Like what in the world
I'm fighting myself
I'm fighting my demons
Shit is intriguing
Finding my meaning
I'm Fighting believe me
She wanna leave me
I'm fighting alone
I'm fighting the cold
I'm fighting the cold
I'm fighting the cold
Shit is cold
Shit is
So so
Cold
Can't tame me
Can't change me
It's the way my mom raised me
Ain't no question
Ain't no doubt about it
So I sing about it
It's in the pouch
Like in the bag
Where is the cash
Brr brr
Cause I'm badass
Yeah homie we real class
Thank God I barely passed
Mom said you bad at math
So I skipped that
BM and I whip that
it's the kid that
Went on for days
Fuck it it pays
This is the life
Live in the night
She like you cool
I'm feeling alright
I'm fighting the light
Cause if I'm alight
Fuck it I'll burn
It is my turn
Angels in capes
Fuck it homie if you can relate
It is in pain
In plain sight
Either love him or pay him
Feel like the basics
This is the matrix
Fuck it I'm lit
Don't fucking debate him
If it fit, Cinderella
Fur coats, Cruella
Beastin with a Bella
Next year, Coachella
Fuck being normal
Shit is a formal
I am a narrative
I am a beam
I have a dream
Martin Luther King
Up in the night
Bad bitches my appetite
Fuck it I'm brave
Man was insane
I ain't rhetorical
Man is iconic, bro
Shit is cold
Shit is
So so
Cold
And I'm in the room
Back in the booth
Telling y'all truth
Showing y'all proof
You cannot make it
This ain't America
Bladadi-bla
Bladadi-boo
Fuck are you sayin
No one can stop me
Not even Satan
If you were Godless
Now you are praying
Back in the day
Trapping away
Nothin but fate
How does it feel
Does it appeal
Am i the one
We going dumb
I'm feelin great
Took me some time
Still on the grind
We so awake
Food on my plate
Still counting the days
How long does it take
He'll find him a way
Still in the ends
Still in a Benz
Still like film
We hop out the Benz
You drive away
You never look back
You said u okay
We'll make it some day
That's just a fact
You left me alone
You didn't even
Know what to say
And that was that
Now we back here on the map
Special as fuck
I'm one in a million
I'm one in a billion
I'm one the world
I wanted a million
Now I want a billion
Like what in the world
I'm fighting myself
I'm fighting my demons
Shit is intriguing
Finding my meaning
I'm Fighting believe me
She wanna leave me
I'm fighting alone
I'm fighting the cold
I'm fighting the cold
I'm fighting the cold
Shit is cold
Shit is
So so
Cold
Credits
Writer(s): Hassan Waly
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