Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Too Cold, artist - Trip Lee. Album song The Waiting Room, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.12.2016
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Too Cold |
Boy I told them we cold |
Block is hot, but we good |
Till it’s over we bold |
I know we misunderstood |
I know they pressing me, they want me sweating, believe me but we never could |
So when that weather be heating up bet you’ll still see us up under the hood |
Ice cold, watch your steps |
I’m 'bout to watch my breath |
So cold ain’t got no threats |
Stand firm, arms folded across my chest |
So cold, won’t settle |
Winter time, on schedule |
Way low, got our own level |
So cold need a cold medal |
Leveled up to 'bout ten thousand |
Leveled up to 'bout twenty thousand |
Leveled up to 'bout thirty thousand |
If they drop us below zero, we ain’t moving we too froze |
We can’t move we too cold |
Can’t move, too cold |
Can’t move (Too Cold) |
We gon weather any weather |
Won’t fall down in no pressure |
I want my ego below zero |
When I’m humble I’m better |
Boy they sick, get stretchers |
This cold world will come get you |
We still fly with no feathers |
They’ll pull you down if you let them |
The clique froze |
I don’t mean ice on the wrist though |
I mean we ain’t changing, to get dough |
Cold don’t mean we ain’t lit though |
You might be tripping if you see the vision you catch at the clique’s shows |
Fueled by the risen who’s living, while others spit fire we spit snow |
One time for my soldiers |
Two times for y’all who got that cross on y’all shoulders |
We ain’t gon let the world mold us man |
So cold like the wind hit us |
Blue steel, never been stiller |
Won’t give-in, see them shiver |
Grab a chinchilla |
Leveled up to 'bout ten thousand |
Leveled up to 'bout twenty thousand |
Leveled up to 'bout thirty thousand |
If they drop us below zero, we ain’t moving we too froze |
We can’t move we too cold |
Can’t move, too cold |
Can’t move (Too Cold) |
We gon weather any weather |
Won’t fall down in no pressure |
I want my ego below zero |
When I’m humble I’m better |
Boy they sick, get stretchers |
This cold world will come get you |
We still fly with no feathers |
They’ll pull you down if you let them |
Too cold |
Too cold |
Too cold |