Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song COLD , by - SlayterRelease date: 26.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
COLD |
| Used to be my dawg we went separate ways |
| I got doors open Heaven’s gates |
| Caught a body hit the freeway going out of state |
| Got a budget for the lawyer we gon' beat the case |
| When it’s drama time you want no static |
| Your mans died all you did was get his name tatted |
| It was gang gang 'til your right hand mans ratted |
| With the blam-blam to your dome leave his brain splattered |
| Niggas used to love me now the diss me |
| Me and shorty used to fuck around now she miss me |
| Sipping 1942 'til we tipsy |
| In an all-blue Benz jamming Nipsey |
| Yeah‚ and I’ma let the instrumental cry |
| Smoking on exotic looking at the sky |
| And I be in my head so I wonder why |
| Why all the real niggas gotta fucking die? |
| Niggas talking on me but they smile in my face |
| My nigga just worrying about the time they might face |
| I’m only 25 with a lot on my plate |
| I ain’t have a dollar but you know I had faith |
| Faith like Biggie did |
| Can’t believe my daddy dead |
| I was just his only kid |
| He ain’t get to see me grow |
| He want me to do it big |
| Having convos with my momma |
| She just wanna see me live |
| Stay away from these fuck niggas |
| She always told me not to trust niggas |
| And I keep the .40 on my hip that’s just a plus nigga |
| Just to let them know that they ain’t touching one of us nigga |
| Yeah‚ and I’ma let the instrumental cry |
| Smoking on exotic looking at the sky |
| And I be in my head so I wonder why |
| Why all the real niggas gotta fucking die? |