Bman TTk - Cold Summer

Ay, middle finger to the po, po
We aint give a fuck right low-low
Summer supposed to be hot, but it's cold, cold
If I get sent on a mission, I won't Froze
Got my eyes in my mirror, I won't fold
But you know I got to the G Code
Half of these niggas, Really need a halo
I'm trying Have ten by the en of this Year
You know I dont fuck with you so don't come around here
Bitch, I'm speaking the facts so you know it get real
She hate when I pop a perky, she knows I love pills
He say he want perky, give him Benadryl
I was locked up in that cell feeling real ewww
My gang TTK so you kno train to kill
I said, free all my niggas up out that jail cell
This summer be hot, but it's really cold
I said, all my real niggas long gone
They either locked up or they gone
Now, Im Wishing Ethan can hit the telephone
I'm not feeling good, I ain't going home
I just popped a perky, you just leave me alone
I just pray God give me 20 more years before I go
Man, I ask Ethan every day
Like, why the fuck he have the gooooo
We got them demons up in Savannah
No, it never ever snow
In the summertime, it's cold
I pray this bitch don't leave me alone
Take a hit and then I'm gone
Ayy
Bitch, I been working getting bread dont got time for no shit
If you play by my money, I'm killing the city
I drop da addy
Come and slide up on me
I heard that's your daddy, we left him dead on his feet
But that's your mammy, bet she know about me
Goddamn, my heart been so cold
Every were i go, be ready to kill me ah niqqa
And it feel like I lost my soul
Every hour, be ready to go killing niggas
But dont noby knoooo
by 22, I might have six figures
and thats on my soul
No
Oh
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh no
Oh

Written by:
Big B

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