So Cold
Swear the streets get so cold
Swear the streets get so cold better go put on a coat nigga
Nigga look me in my eyes can you tell me who you see
Who gone make it out this shìt nigga you or me
And I know niggas shoot for free
Just off respect bullets ripping through that vest another eulogy
If you got hit with the load would you really hit the road
Is you silent in that room when you get caught or you gone fold
Swear the streets get so cold better go put on a coat
Talking bout them grimey niggas better close that backdoor
You got the right to remain silent it's Amendment after four
A lot of cases would've been dismissed if niggas never told
The police only asking you about some shìt that they don't know
A lot of niggas lose they life cause they ain't sticking to the code
Waist deep up in the struggle feel like Tyrese
Nina sing like dej loaf I hope a nigga try me
Shìt It was days I skipped sleep just asking why me
I had to chase a bag shìt wasn't out here trying to find me
Any time I had a plate shìt all my niggas ate
For all my niggas I'll kill ain't no hesitating
Shìt I meant hesitation
I do this shit for all my niggas that's in heaven waiting
My mind lost blowing woods just for medication
Ina hood ain't gotta act hard just play yo part
You tryna make it out this shìt just gotta play it smart
My momma told me hit the crib before it get dark
These niggas shooting in the field not shooting at the fucking park
Wasn't the toughest in the city I just had heart
Losing my brothers to this shìt it's ripping me apart
These niggas biting you never see them bark
And these niggas heartless it's just like Tony stark
In the streets I was protected I got a method
30 On the stick I think the Glock got a erection
Baby When I'm fucking only time I'm coming second
Feel like Danny glover toting on a lethal weapon
So many homicides
So many mamas crying
This real life the type of shit to leave you traumatized
Street shit get televised
Young niggas weaponized
Looking at the guys feel like I'm looking in the Devil eyes
So many homicides
So many mamas crying
This real life the type of shit to leave you traumatized
Street shit get televised
Young niggas weaponized
Looking at the guys feel like I'm looking in the Devil eyes
Swear the streets get so cold better go put on a coat nigga
Nigga look me in my eyes can you tell me who you see
Who gone make it out this shìt nigga you or me
And I know niggas shoot for free
Just off respect bullets ripping through that vest another eulogy
If you got hit with the load would you really hit the road
Is you silent in that room when you get caught or you gone fold
Swear the streets get so cold better go put on a coat
Talking bout them grimey niggas better close that backdoor
You got the right to remain silent it's Amendment after four
A lot of cases would've been dismissed if niggas never told
The police only asking you about some shìt that they don't know
A lot of niggas lose they life cause they ain't sticking to the code
Waist deep up in the struggle feel like Tyrese
Nina sing like dej loaf I hope a nigga try me
Shìt It was days I skipped sleep just asking why me
I had to chase a bag shìt wasn't out here trying to find me
Any time I had a plate shìt all my niggas ate
For all my niggas I'll kill ain't no hesitating
Shìt I meant hesitation
I do this shit for all my niggas that's in heaven waiting
My mind lost blowing woods just for medication
Ina hood ain't gotta act hard just play yo part
You tryna make it out this shìt just gotta play it smart
My momma told me hit the crib before it get dark
These niggas shooting in the field not shooting at the fucking park
Wasn't the toughest in the city I just had heart
Losing my brothers to this shìt it's ripping me apart
These niggas biting you never see them bark
And these niggas heartless it's just like Tony stark
In the streets I was protected I got a method
30 On the stick I think the Glock got a erection
Baby When I'm fucking only time I'm coming second
Feel like Danny glover toting on a lethal weapon
So many homicides
So many mamas crying
This real life the type of shit to leave you traumatized
Street shit get televised
Young niggas weaponized
Looking at the guys feel like I'm looking in the Devil eyes
So many homicides
So many mamas crying
This real life the type of shit to leave you traumatized
Street shit get televised
Young niggas weaponized
Looking at the guys feel like I'm looking in the Devil eyes
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Writer(s): Eugene Brown Iii
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