Kyng Karnage - Coldest Story

Yeah (Yeah, we stepping over that way)
Woah (Yeah, we stepping over that way)
Been having late nights in the studio lately (Yeah, we stepping over that way)
Uh huh (Yeah, we stepping over that way)
Yeah (Yeah, we stepping over that way)
Float like a butterfly, Sting a like a bee
Finding inner peace shouldn't be smoking on these trees
I got it how I wanted it, and I did it with ease
Turning up for summer
Just trying to pump up the degrees
100 thousand in my pants is what I'm chasing
Gotta build it up with patience
Run it up and flexing
Share to my real ones with the shit I'm blessed with.
Fuck with me, I got you
Just don't rush all your blessings
A lot of shit came into to my life
I know that's just God testing
I'ma busy man, if you trust me
You shouldn't worry on who I'm texting
I know I'm still sinning
I'm not tryna be a reverend
But damn it, if I go
Just know imma go out stepping
Became stronger with every step
Slide out on blocks for real i rep
Young and Popping 2024, that's the promise I kept
Them niggas kilt my brother
Came up with excuses for shit that I dealt
Real men got tears even Jesus weeped
Dealing with these women, it's been cashing on my health
Keeping it one Million, i been cashin out my wealth
If I'm with KJ, I step with him right or wrong
Man I'm talkin every step
Hold on, yeah
I'm not scared of murder
But If I lose a life, I'm scared of burning
Cause ain't no stoppin me
My rage gon hurt ya
Ain't no squashing shit
You gon feel it every hit
My mind got be focused on giving ya life a curfew
Trying not to crash out, yeah
All the shit I did, I did it in my mommas house
Remember walking back and forth from kitchen tryna get my numbers out
At the same time talking to women tryna my number, wait
Fuck it, I'm worried about money now
They been holding out for clout
He tried to slime I had to gun em down
Made sure he was breathing
So his momma wouldn't worry about him tapping out
Stand up nigga, if you bold
You gotta watch your mouth
Real shit, we and we did that
Walking over pastures
I wonder while I think back
Great times different minds
My brother still waiting on his get back
Yeah, we stepping over that way
Yeah, we stepping over that way
Yeah, we stepping over that way
Yeah, we stepping over that way
Yeah, we stepping over that way
Yeah, we stepping over that way

Written by:
Tawrence Gray

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