COLD
It's gon' be a cold day in hell, before I ever sell this soul
Cold day for the reaper, I ain't going where you going
Cold days a blessing, I was working on that phone
Caught me out my element, I'm 'bout to hit that mode
I think you so elegant, more royalty than gold
I still say we heaven-sent, despite what we had done
I shouldn't be your therapist, you'd better calling God
I shouldn't be your therapist, you'd better calling God
This the only way they hear my voice (This the only time they hear me)
Face the repercussions, it's not like I had a choice (What other choice did I have?)
You so Stevie Wonder, can't you see I had enough (Can't you see me?)
A cold day, if you sleeping, well that, ugh, ain't enough
I really was the pizza man, I'll deliver some more
Really ain't even started yet, I care who I influence
I'm really the spark plug, I let you bring the light
All this time been, schemin, you won't make it overnight
All this time been, schemin
It's gon' be a cold day in hell, before I ever sell this soul
Cold day for the reaper, I ain't going where you going
Cold days a blessing, I was working on that phone
Caught me out my element, I'm 'bout to hit that mode
Cold day for the reaper, I ain't going where you going
Cold days a blessing, I was working on that phone
Caught me out my element, I'm 'bout to hit that mode
I think you so elegant, more royalty than gold
I still say we heaven-sent, despite what we had done
I shouldn't be your therapist, you'd better calling God
I shouldn't be your therapist, you'd better calling God
This the only way they hear my voice (This the only time they hear me)
Face the repercussions, it's not like I had a choice (What other choice did I have?)
You so Stevie Wonder, can't you see I had enough (Can't you see me?)
A cold day, if you sleeping, well that, ugh, ain't enough
I really was the pizza man, I'll deliver some more
Really ain't even started yet, I care who I influence
I'm really the spark plug, I let you bring the light
All this time been, schemin, you won't make it overnight
All this time been, schemin
It's gon' be a cold day in hell, before I ever sell this soul
Cold day for the reaper, I ain't going where you going
Cold days a blessing, I was working on that phone
Caught me out my element, I'm 'bout to hit that mode
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Writer(s): Tavian Troupe
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