T-Money - Cold (feat.DatBoiiBigK)

(Cats climb ladders)
(Gag my bladder)
(Black lives matter)
(But you can't beat me unless you can be me)
(You can't freeze me)
I call my Brodie yesterday just to see what's up
I pray to god every morning till the sun come up
Think she winning, but she really only got the luck
How you giving ultimatums 'n still give a fuck
How you riding for your homies but you give 'em up
We are not the same people gotta keep a club
I was smoking backwoods smoking through the runtz
I just wanna live life I wanna spread the love
Nowadays the world be swimming with some evil
Gotta stay above the ground feel like a eagle
Wanna make it see the face on all my people
We all different but we sure as hell is equal
Make a movie it won't ever be a sequel
She throw it back I swear to God that shit illegal
These niggas hungry for the bread just like a sea gull
Just tryna live and keep it pushing and be peaceful
So so so so cold
So so so so cold
So so so so cold
So so so so cold
I said I came from the mud puddles
Life was a big struggle
All my thoughts gathered inside of a thick bubble
I was young kid with emotional problems, that led me to doing shit that would get me in Big trouble
Niggas tease me instead of asking me how I feel
I had to figure it out on myself on how to heal
Niggas be flexing on the gram, with guns saying they from the trenches but could never Put work on the battle field
I walk escalators, you cats climb ladders
Pull on your bitch pony tail, while she gag my bladder
Crowd jumping in the streets, no social distancing look like we protesting for (B.L.M) Black Lives Matter
Most of these niggas thinking that they can beat me
But you can't beat me, unless you can be me
Flow cold like Frozone, you can't freeze me
Word to John Cena nigga you can't see me
So so so so cold
So so so so cold
So so so so cold
So so so so cold
Thanksgiving passed got the food up on the table
Been getting to it, I been tryna keep it stable
You worried nigga but you never pay your cable
Been getting to it I been working on a label
I've been bugging feeling mentally unstable
You took my heart 'n then you stabbed it with a staple
Love when we freaky and we always being playful
We just a couple, yeah you know we interracial
Your love for me it can never be disabled
Your pussy sweeter than some honey like some maple
I take a spoon 'n I sip it like a ladle
These niggas lying they be looking for betrayal
I'm not Madea but you know to call me Mabel
I murder beats man this shit is really fatal
I'm not the one so just miss me with that fuck shit
You be bugging you be losing over losses

Written by:
David Trent, Kyle Bullock

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