Cold
All the times that I had to go through pain
I guess you didn't notice, cause you where busy roaming round
All the times that I had to go through hardship, I made the shits my best friend
I guess you did not notice notice
All the boys knew your name
All the girls knew your name
All the streets knew your name
Every where I heard your name
Cause you where busy roaming around
You left my text on a read
Busy roaming around around around
The girls came and took our money
And made us look like beggars
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Colder
Colder
You was never at home
You was always on the road
Tell me what you wanna gain
What you want from the streets?
What you want from the street?
I dey tell you say the street is not safe
Make you come back home
I go hold you close
I go hold you close
Cause you where busy roaming around
You left my text on a read
Busy roaming around around around
The girls came and took our money
And made us look like beggars
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Colder
Colder
I guess you didn't notice, cause you where busy roaming round
All the times that I had to go through hardship, I made the shits my best friend
I guess you did not notice notice
All the boys knew your name
All the girls knew your name
All the streets knew your name
Every where I heard your name
Cause you where busy roaming around
You left my text on a read
Busy roaming around around around
The girls came and took our money
And made us look like beggars
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Colder
Colder
You was never at home
You was always on the road
Tell me what you wanna gain
What you want from the streets?
What you want from the street?
I dey tell you say the street is not safe
Make you come back home
I go hold you close
I go hold you close
Cause you where busy roaming around
You left my text on a read
Busy roaming around around around
The girls came and took our money
And made us look like beggars
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder colder colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Your dish is getting colder
Colder
Colder
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Writer(s): Ruth Adejo
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