Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold World, artist - Lil Keed. Album song Trapped On Cleveland 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 300 Entertainment, Young Stoner Life
Song language: English
Cold World |
It been a cold world, shit, it been a cold world, shit |
I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl |
F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world |
Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl |
Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur |
Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her |
Keep a ratchet bitch on the side when I’m tired of her |
Came from poverty, I’m the same old, I’m tired of her |
Yeah, mmm-mmm |
I been runnin' through that money, baby, mmm-mmm |
I just crossed 'em out, baby, mhm |
I just want you to understand that I will kill you (No cap in that) |
Heard you talkin' 'bout you bouncin' back |
Two-ten on the fast one, SRV jet |
Baby, I can feel you |
Everything you sayin' 'bout me, you kept it true |
I just took an opp block, cut it in two |
I just took an opp block and I swept it like brooms |
StickBaby goin' so, so dumb, yeah, he missin' some screws |
Yeah, I got a big bag, flood my mouth and mama them too |
Yeah, my daddy had a stroke, we ain’t givin' up, yeah, that’s two |
It been a cold world, shit, it been a cold world, shit |
I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl |
F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world |
Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl |
Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur |
Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her |
Keep a ratchet bitch on the side when I’m tired of her |
Came from poverty, I’m the same old, I’m tired of her |
Jackman, goddamn, why they take Jackman? |
Yeah, we crush your block like a soda can |
I ain’t scared of you, I’m a God-fearing man |
But I wear Fear of God shoes, damn |
Shit, get your weigh up |
Shit, I’m gettin' so high, I’m strung out on paper |
Shit, I wanted to move when she called me, I hit the ho later |
Yeah, my hitters, they run up my side, shit, just like a pager |
Yeah, they hate, you know I’m on my grind, goin' up, escalator |
Yeah, I shot 'em point-blank range like a Fader |
Doin' every point, I don’t need a fader |
I do what the fuck I want, nigga, I ain’t stand no hater |
I learned that from Lil Gotit (Slatt Gotit) |
It been a cold world, shit, it been a cold world, shit |
I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl (Yeah, Slimeball) |
F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world |
Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl |
Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur |
Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her |
Keep a ratchet bitch on the side when I’m tired of her |
Came from poverty, I’m the same old, I’m tired of her |