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RayTooCold is a musical artist whose real name is Rayquan Taylor. He gained popularity through his energetic and catchy rap songs, often incorporating melodic hooks. RayTooCold is known for his unique flows and versatile style, blending elements of trap and contemporary rap. His music often explores themes of life experiences, struggles, and self-confidence. RayTooCold has built a strong online presence, and his fan base continues to grow steadily. more »

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I'm tryin' to stay in control, on this hoe
Keep that bitch smooth, type shit

It's been a busy summer
It's been a busy summer
Yeah

It's been a busy summer
I been somewhere ducked off chasing commas
Don't care what they say, I can hear em mumble
Atrey pull up on us, he blowin' gunja

Had to get serious, I ain't gettin' younger
I'm up on my grind, I can't lay up under
If you dance with the devil, might take you under
My city, its hot as a fuckin' sauna

RIP Flippa, yeah, Dolph Obama
Done been through the sewer, my vision's tunneled I hit from the back, and fucked up her frontal
Workin' so hard I ain't had no slumber

Time to eat, know you can hear my hunger
Ehhday for three months I done made some money
Lil' mama, she bad, gon' get me in trouble
Just ran up a check time to get another

Can't show em my hand, they won't get the upper
Got flavor, so my bitches different colors
Ain't flexin' my car, it came with some muscle
Workin' so much, shit been hard to juggle

Foot on the gas to avoid the struggle
Study the game like I'm watchin' Hudl
Can't kiss me in public, I ain't your lover
Locked in like I'm Butler, I'm in a bubble

No room in the pocket, Big Ben smothered
Your money too funny, must work for chuckles
I'm counting this green and he pourin' yellow
Do money and meds, make this shit better

Took one to the head, now my feelings covered
Don't say we were close, when we really wasn't
Same team, but you changed on me all of a sudden
Just might pull the trigger, don't push my buttons

Ain't spoke in a minute you still my brother
Blue strips on my money, I'm doin' numbers
Blew weed in the desert, I ain't talkin tumble
Too high in the booth, now my words jumbled

Cook it up how I wanna, my cookie won't crumble
In south Memphis posted, we slangin' them lunches
Believing in God, but still workin' on Sundays
On go so much barely put food in my stomach, yeah

It's been a busy summer
I been somewhere ducked off chasing commas
Don't care what they say, I can hear em mumble
Atrey pull up on us, he blowin' gunja

Had to get serious, I ain't gettin' younger
I'm up on my grind, I can't lay up under
If you dance with the devil, might take you under
My city, its hot as a fuckin' sauna

RIP Flippa, yeah, Dolph Obama
Done been through the sewer, my vision's tunneled I hit from the back, and fucked up her frontal
Workin' so hard I ain't had no slumber

Time to eat, know you can hear my hunger
Ehhday for three months I done made some money
Lil' mama, she bad, gon' get me in trouble
Just ran up a check time to get another

It's crazy, I ain't really into mumble
But right now, I'm just havin' fun with this shit
Can't save a ho, won't even save a number
I'm ghostin' as soon as I'm done with this bitch

Every strap that I own, had to double the clip
Stay down til I get to turn up with the clique
She nervous and wet when I'm pushin' the whip
My shawty on point, she keep me equipped

Eddys and blunts and my cup on double
Loaded, I got all these drugs in my system
Take notes from my lessons, I ain't no dummy
Young nigga, but I be speakin' with wisdom

My boy, he be swipin' like he up on tinder
Playin' both sides, I'ma think you transgender
You cross the line, but since I love you, forgive you
Reppin' the brand, I been labeled a giver

Workin' so much, I ain't seen pops in months
He know how it is, mane, I'm just tryna get it
I'm what shawty need, she don't want for nun
Don't give her no time, she gon' get to trippin'

Hand start to itchin', it's time to go missin'
Bitch get the bitchin', it's time to go fishin'
Workin' on me, guess I'm workin' on business
Carry my weight, cause I'm focused on fitness, yeah

It's been a busy summer
I been somewhere ducked off chasing commas
Don't care what they say, I can hear em mumble
Atrey pull up on us, he blowin' gunja

Had to get serious, I ain't gettin' younger
I'm up on my grind, I can't lay up under
If you dance with the devil, might take you under
My city, its hot as a fuckin' sauna

RIP Flippa, yeah, Dolph Obama
Done been through the sewer, my vision's tunneled I hit from the back, and fucked up her frontal
Workin' so hard I ain't had no slumber

Time to eat, know you can hear my hunger
Ehhday for three months I done made some money
Lil' mama, she bad, gon' get me in trouble
Just ran up a check time to get another

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