Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cold World, artist - London Jae. Date of issue: 12.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cold World |
| I don’t know |
| Craziest thing I ever wrote: Scotty, man, love yourself |
| It ain’t real happiness ain’t wealth |
| No you ain’t had much help, but never did you complain |
| And I can see the qustions flowin' 'round in your brain |
| Why such and such do you dirty? |
| Why it took you so long? |
| You play it off so good I hear the pain through your song |
| See, I watch all of your struggles and I can see what’s insid |
| Sacrifice for this music, the family time is divided |
| Lately you don’t get excited, man I been peepin' you need to get you more |
| sleepin' |
| Internally you been beefin' with self, like every weekend |
| Just keep your balance, homie, most of this shit distraction |
| Know you battlin' with self, cause I can tell how you actin' sometimes |
| I wanna run into your arms and lock hearts, it’s by far |
| Only thing I ran from in this life and cop cars (cop cars) |
| I had hop broads to drop bras and lock jaws (lock jaws) |
| But that shit never filled my heart |
| How the fuck you teach me how to love everything in this cold world? |
| (You) |
| How the fuck you teach me how to love everything in this cold world? |
| (You) |
| How the fuck you teach me how to love everything in this cold world? |
| (You oh) |
| How the fuck you teach me how? |
| (Teach me how) |
| Baby, I don’t know how |
| Yeah |
| Cold world |
| Taught me how to stand up for myself and be a man |
| A lotta shit wasn’t in the plan, but now I understand |
| You gave a nigga all the free game I could handle |
| Still lighten candles I miss you |
| Wakin' up in cold sweats, face deep in tissues, got issues |
| Seems like these fuckin' pain killers help a nigga cope |
| In this cold world without a coat, I pop a couple and float |
| No joke, against the odds and the rules I’m on a mission |
| Only so much mama could teach a nigga, but I listened |
| My sons will never see none of the shit that I saw |
| I’ma give 'em everything I never had, startin' with a dad |
| And I learned from every mistake you made, holdin' on there forever |
| But I taught myself how to deal with the weather |
| Cold world |
| I wanna run into your arms and lock hearts, it’s by far |
| Only thing I ran from in this life and cop cars (cop cars) |
| I had hop broads to drop bras and lock jaws (lock jaws) |
| But that shit never filled my heart |
| How the fuck you teach me how to love everything in this cold world? |
| (You) |
| How the fuck you teach me how to love everything in this cold world? |
| (You) |
| How the fuck you teach me how to love everything in this cold world? |
| (You oh) |
| How the fuck you teach me how? |
| (Teach me how) |
| Baby, I don’t know how |