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degrees... but you see I'm still cold to this day 
Know the purpose of yo flaws, dont make the same mistakes 
Pretty pointless ...If you don't understand

tryin' to buy it cheap

And all I see is bodies, youngins clutchin', searchin' for a hommy
And if I say I love you, you could call me, yo ass is fair game

[Intro]

If you don't get my bars by now you won't get it, you know what I'm saying
It's a metaphor

[Verse]

For me who sent
Return a sender stamped

got the hate on life support
Cuz my shit is just too cold
You see what I'm sayin
No games I'm not playin
round here's I'm stayin
Nick and Norah with

to learn how to keep yo dawgs tamed
If you thinking you finna run in this game
The goon be quick to try to know ya brain
But we done been through this it's

could get you hit right by yo brother
Blood stain on me, pain on me, I'm a use it
Stabbed in my back for showing love, it be the closest to ya
Told big

Madea when I deal with shit
When it's stormy, man I don't kurrr
Like Steve, I could lead a dynasty
KD, in the game I am him
They see me do this quietly

the reins of the game
At a pace you can't keep up with it
Wind behind me blowin' like a fuckin' trumpet
Draggin' bitches by the wig while they suck it

You better keep you some money coming just like yo opinion
This run im on right now personal i cant stop til im finished
I been bossed up for

ain't really doing much living life day to day
I can still get ya touched nigga stay out the way
Living life by the rules nigga games we don't play
Ima

Never trip, it's the kill like the Hunger Games
They low down and dirty, and they ain't no shame
They give a nigga the blues like John Coltrane

My balls

down man you really must be lost
How can I turn back when I never been this far
Promise that you real even though yo promise false
Hearts gone cold man

If the don't think, better go tell 'em
I got cold shoulders and they both holding like
Four devils, going more mental
Than a war vet on the fourth day

i'm taking my vitamins yeah
The bitch wanna come over
Yeah got a Glock for the holster
Ridin' round
Smokin' doja
Moncler when it's cold ha
That bitch

moving on like a haul
If It got a dick an two balls legs spread like grey poupon
Twat hotter then Tucson in the summer
Let me get yo number
You can trust I

fans
Them niggas lowkey hatin' but they really fans
I'm standin' ten toes, I relapsed on them Joes
My game so cold, but my wrist so froze
I ain't worry

got the moves moves moves
I got that pack too I'm that dude
These rap dudes is fast food
City on my back like it's tattooed
Rep yo shit nigga
Okay about

a trash bag and I can still pull ya man
I don't play games fair
I'm a cheater
Ion pick sides hoe
I teeter
Real heart throb shit
Female Bieber
Cold world so

Yo, we been around here cookin' up, man
Come get it while it's hot
Uh, this a side dish to my main ho, for my side chick
I've been in the game, I've

out my mic, you get left by the hater
But I'm doing fine, cause I'm a bag chaser

This beat so cold, okay, I think I felt a shiver
Bottle full

gone
I know by end of this song I'll be alone
I just rolled me up a wood now Let me in my zone
Sometime it feels like the world got the best of me
Feel

way
Think I'm the lotto by the way she see a lot of cash
Back to the future, bet I'll leave yo ass up in the past
Damn she seducin' me, I'm havin' lucid

YO
Emotions running high, Fucked up yeah Im high
Trying to hold this shit together while my censors starting to fry
All this selfish hate dishonesty

me
Optimistic turned to homicidal hastily but kill them gracefully
So yo y'all better find a place for me
Say it playfully but ain't a game so don't