Cold World
Its about to be winter baby, we got that cold love
Got cold love, Minnesota
Got cold love, you got cold love, Minnesota (Uh)
Yo bit don't need a soda
(Uh)
Cold love
Shout J.Cole, this Cole world
This cold world, don't need girls
Its a cold world, don't need girls
In the cold world, don't touch my curls
Don't touch my curls
Its a cold world
We don't need her no more
We don't need her no more
She's getting in the way of the grind
She's getting in the way of our time
We do that back in the day, when we had all the time (Uh)
Girl i'm busy, i don't got time
And you was looking fine
But you can do nothing for me right now (Uh)
Run racks to the ceiling
Run racks to the ceiling
He got peeled, that was no peeling
Keep a peel on me, i ain't doing no slipping
She wanna do gripping on me
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Baby, you know its a cold world
Why you gotta be in it
You don't gotta choose this life
You know whats right for you
Get the racks and buy new shoes
Buy new kicks
You kick me out of your place
You kicked me out, what is my face?
Look at my face (Damn)
I don't wanna be basic
They hit you in the basement
I took you out, saved yo life
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
I got you, in the cold world
Got cold love, Minnesota
Got cold love, you got cold love, Minnesota (Uh)
Yo bit don't need a soda
(Uh)
Cold love
Shout J.Cole, this Cole world
This cold world, don't need girls
Its a cold world, don't need girls
In the cold world, don't touch my curls
Don't touch my curls
Its a cold world
We don't need her no more
We don't need her no more
She's getting in the way of the grind
She's getting in the way of our time
We do that back in the day, when we had all the time (Uh)
Girl i'm busy, i don't got time
And you was looking fine
But you can do nothing for me right now (Uh)
Run racks to the ceiling
Run racks to the ceiling
He got peeled, that was no peeling
Keep a peel on me, i ain't doing no slipping
She wanna do gripping on me
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
Baby, you know its a cold world
Why you gotta be in it
You don't gotta choose this life
You know whats right for you
Get the racks and buy new shoes
Buy new kicks
You kick me out of your place
You kicked me out, what is my face?
Look at my face (Damn)
I don't wanna be basic
They hit you in the basement
I took you out, saved yo life
Its a cold world
Its a cold world
I got you, in the cold world
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Writer(s): Chris Hady
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