Songtexte Cold Year - Kyzo Kidd

Equinox made it
If it ain't Anagi, bye!
Uh-uh, uh (Smoke this shit, get off your mind)
Oh, uh-uh (How you feelin'?)
Oh
Yeah
It's a cold, cold year (Year, year)
Living with this pain on a windowsill (Sill, sill, sill)
Still gon' keep it movin' 'cause I need this
Need a mil' (A mil')
Told myself "I gotta win and make it out of here" (Here, oh)
I came from the jungle
I done made it out the hood
Some of my old niggas they reside there still (Yeah, still)
Say to keep it humble, really trying
But these people trying to push me (Ew!)
Make me mad and then I have intent to kill (Kill-oh)

Really want to be the greatest at this music shit but it feel like I'm climbing up a hill (Oh)
I try to set the differences between me and these rappers (No, no)
I can't rap with them
It's hard to work with those not on my tilt (Fuck out my face!)
Proud of me 'cause I done went through shit that I shouldn't have made it out of (Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got ways to go but shit, at least I'll live (Yeah, oh)
Gucci with the Prada, yeah, they like the drip (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma ball, money tall like I'm Victor Oladip' (Yeah, oh)
You ain't live in the projects
Talk hot, get your mouth stretched
Money's nothin' but an object (No, no, nooo)
But you would kill for a small check (No, no)
(But you would kill for a small check)
Rubberbanded up, yeah and all that
Hold up, I'm the man! What you call that?
Kyzo Kidd (Oh, yeah) That's what you call that
I can never go against the plan, I can't fall back (No)
I was on the road for way too long
Damn, I miss my baby I can't wait 'til I get home, like (Wait 'til I get home)
She gon' let me hit it soon as I approach her
I don't want to talk 'bout nothing, we don't need no closure (No, no, no, no)
Bae, what if I said you're like the gun up in my holster? (Bah)
I don't got no hoes, damn stop calling me a hoe, yeah (Callin' me a ho, yeah)
I love you fasho'
Swallow my pride, I got to see what you talkin' 'bout
I want yo' panties on the floor, oh
Oh
Oh
Huh-ohh
Oh, oh-ohh, oh, ohh
(Uh-oh)
Uh-oh, no
No, no (Listen) no, no
No, no
I just want revenge on him
Take him for ransom
Won't mention what he did but just know he a cancer (Yeah! Yeah!)
My bro lost his brains out there lookin' for an answer, uh (Yeah he did)
Make no moves you not a dancer (Oh)
This choppa keep me company
If he run up on me then it's up
And if it's up with me then you know it's stuck with me (Uh)
Yeah, I always keep a loaded gun on me
And them double G's don't even mean guns
Gucci, red and green serpentry (Oh)
Bein' on the road
Yeah, I've been fuckin' them hoes
But I had to let 'em go
Keepin' composure even when they tried to expose me (Uh)
I can't go to the places you go
I'm a lost soul, huh
Lonley soldier, dark road
I know she just want to chill 'cause the narcos
In her nose, that's co'co'

It's a cold, cold year
Living with this pain on a windowsill (No, no, no, no, no)
Still gon' keep it movin' 'cause I need this
Need a mil'
Told myself "I gotta win and make it out of here" (No, no)
I came from the jungle
I done made it out the hood (No, no)
Some of my old niggas, they reside there still (Oh, oh)
Say to keep it humble, really trying
But these people trying to push me (Big Zo)
Make me mad and then I have intent to kill (No)

(I just want revenge on him)
(Take him for ransom)
(Won't mention what he did but just know he a cancer) No, no, no, no, no
(My bro lost his brain out there lookin' for an answer, uh, uh)
(Make no moves you not a dancer) No, no, no, no, no
(This choppa keep me company)
(If he run up on then it's up)
(And if it's up with me then you know it's stuck with me, uh) No, no, no, no, no
(Yeah, I always keep a loaded gun on me)
(And them double G's don't even mean guns) It's a cold, cold year
(Gucci, red and green serpentry) Moncler coat, oh, uh, uh