| Boy I told them we cold
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| Block is hot, but we good
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| Till it’s over we bold
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| I know we misunderstood
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| I know they pressing me, they want me sweating, believe me but we never could
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| So when that weather be heating up bet you’ll still see us up under the hood
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| Ice cold, watch your steps
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| I’m 'bout to watch my breath
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| So cold ain’t got no threats
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| Stand firm, arms folded across my chest
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| So cold, won’t settle
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| Winter time, on schedule
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| Way low, got our own level
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| So cold need a cold medal
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| Leveled up to 'bout ten thousand
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| Leveled up to 'bout twenty thousand
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| Leveled up to 'bout thirty thousand
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| If they drop us below zero, we ain’t moving we too froze
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| We can’t move we too cold
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| Can’t move, too cold
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| Can’t move (Too Cold)
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| We gon weather any weather
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| Won’t fall down in no pressure
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| I want my ego below zero
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| When I’m humble I’m better
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| Boy they sick, get stretchers
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| This cold world will come get you
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| We still fly with no feathers
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| They’ll pull you down if you let them
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| The clique froze
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| I don’t mean ice on the wrist though
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| I mean we ain’t changing, to get dough
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| Cold don’t mean we ain’t lit though
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| You might be tripping if you see the vision you catch at the clique’s shows
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| Fueled by the risen who’s living, while others spit fire we spit snow
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| One time for my soldiers
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| Two times for y’all who got that cross on y’all shoulders
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| We ain’t gon let the world mold us man
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| So cold like the wind hit us
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| Blue steel, never been stiller
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| Won’t give-in, see them shiver
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| Grab a chinchilla
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| Leveled up to 'bout ten thousand
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| Leveled up to 'bout twenty thousand
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| Leveled up to 'bout thirty thousand
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| If they drop us below zero, we ain’t moving we too froze
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| We can’t move we too cold
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| Can’t move, too cold
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| Can’t move (Too Cold)
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| We gon weather any weather
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| Won’t fall down in no pressure
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| I want my ego below zero
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| When I’m humble I’m better
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| Boy they sick, get stretchers
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| This cold world will come get you
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| We still fly with no feathers
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| They’ll pull you down if you let them
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| Too cold
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| Too cold
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| Too cold |