Cold World

Long nights, late nights
Park lights, head lights
Warms days with
Some cold ice
I part ways, I don't bat eyes
We War lords, press runs
Stack money, we blessed ones
Run harder till my chest numb
Stupid with it I play dumb

I lace up, air cleats
Decode the matrix like I made cheats
Made visions, made plans
Activisions I'm a made man

I stayed cookin in the frying pan
Call me Peter pan cause I'll neverland
Peter Parker with it like I'm Spider-Man
Don't get tired man. Inspired man

Raising higher man
We with Golbins that'll gob the
Meat off the bone till it's boneless. She a wing man
That's the thing man, she don't care
Bout a thang till we leave man

I got all the vision, no redemption
Hold me to the fire bowl with it
I done got ones, lost ones
Made moves with the wrong ones

Tried it all, till I fall off, with my balls off
No tennis
Got the whole team on my back
Like I came out of two a days, long division
My arms strong carry all of my issues and
Problems with me, my problem is we
Got the talent for potential but
Nobody fucking with me

Fuck with me

Hoping I can get a pop off
Want a light skin
With some pop rocks
With a good arm
And a good top wanna finally
Take her ass to top golf

High pressure, like a nigga finally blew the top off
Swab soft, like I wanna dig the fucking
Wax out a nigga ear off
Hard cough, working harder than Jamaicans
Bout to need a day off, back off
Play with me, I pick up your girl and I'll take off
Blow her back off, tell her back up
When she start to taking off her make up
That's some fake stuff

I'mma make it up, like I made up with the last one
Play love

Tag her ass where I found her ass drop her back off
Then laugh off. like im wheezy with it bout to
Find me another fucking Jack off. Her pack soft

We add all
The Decisions and factor the blast off
Like I'm Elon musk with the
Rockets we gone rocket then I
Wanna blow the gas off

Sad soft. Like the sad songs with a melody
Find me at melody sit in back of. An explorer
Exploring her pack off. Back pack
Her maps off

I find treasure. I look how to put it all back together
Did it under pressure cause I'm under pressure

I gotta prove it myself first, write the best verse
Better reimburse. Money maker
Like a credit union I want commerce. We So diverse

I project a million off the first tape
There is no escape
I crush under feet like a fresh grape
No cape

I don't save hoes
I put all my faith into

Made hoes
That made holes in my future plans
That's my future man, I pour most my
Funding in future brands
I'm a future brand

I'm working on building a future
I got me some new demands
You can catch these hands
I roll in the deep like Adele
Hope you can understand
I got new commands

Duke em Nukem man
I'll reign in this bitch for forever man
I'm a clever man



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Writer(s): Micah Isaiah-ross Weaver
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