Cold World

Sold smack for a living, sold crack to his children
Million plus in the ceiling, tryna capture the feeling
Tryna capture your brother, get the ransom, don't kill him
'Til they capture his mother, got the cannibal feeling
Every word that I utter reminds me I'm gutter
Reminds me I'm butter, reminds me of the bodies they'll never discover

Freak, Chum Chum, Rob, Lil' Slick and Hustler
You ain't never pushed no real white, how could I trust ya?
Every night I come with ten reasons why I should crush ya
Smoking weed like a motherfucker
I'm always clean but the grime I could never cover
You see the red eyes behind the stunnas

I'm a red-eyed soldier trapped in a blue school
Fighting against the Babylon fortress

Riding Porsches like horses
Don't ever cross the Jack, motherfucker
Or you will feel torches, nigga

My heart froze when it come to this cold world
I'm on so much Patrón that I think that I'm gon' earl
My city under siege, they killing over keys
These niggas wannabes, I think they wanna be me
My heart froze when it come to this cold world
I'm on so much Patrón that I think that I'm gon' earl
My city under siege, they killing over keys
These niggas wannabes, I think they wanna be me

Owe no one, man, you have no debts

Doing donuts with AP in the '04 'Vette
Rock the rose gold specs, it's a do-do fest
Two chrome throw TECs, yeah, I'm so old west
My work bounce back like 50 states, forget the state
M.O.B. so we pitching eights to get it straight

You niggas barely see snow on Christmas day
My nigs balling, free throws, they hitting Js
My nig died in my arms, this shit I been through
Smoking on shit the same color as Prince boots

I get cash off the books, twist up lavender kush
Grandad, OG purp from Master, I'm hooked
In '21 fever, you can get dumb ether
My shit whip up smoother than my son's feature
Foothill to MacArthur, East Ave to Barkman
The money don't change the man, just the things we offering

My heart froze when it come to this cold world
I'm on so much Patrón that I think that I'm gon' earl
My city under siege, they killing over keys
These niggas wannabes, I think they wanna be me
My heart froze when it come to this cold world
I'm on so much Patrón that I think that I'm gon' earl
My city under siege, they killing over keys
These niggas wannabes, I think they wanna be me

Woke up out the bed to a sound on the staircase
Reaching for my pistol 'fore they come up the stairway

Grind hard, life behind bars
Got me feeling like Bruce Willis, two nines like Die Hard

Buy cars, we mobsters by far
I know this a hit so it's killers out in the yard

Check my clips, two 16s, that's 32

I ain't let off a single round 'til he entered the room
He done entered his doom soon as he entered the room
Put an end to this dude, the murderous interlude
Another goon entered the room, I hear slugs flying
Thugs dying, I could swear I hear doves crying
I let off six shots, he stopped like a pit stop
This real life, this ain't no movie directed by Hitchcock
A soldier with bread, a hole in my shoulder and leg
I smoke blind through the window, I dove over the bed
It's over, I'm dead, I guess I'm in over my head

DEA on they shirts, I ain't know they was feds
Fuck 'em, they killed E Clems, destroy and rebuild
Push hot coke, tree, speed and E pills
Now I could barely see, man, I could barely breathe
Down on my hands and knees, he looking over me

This the life that a soldier reap
He took me out my misery, the Lord took my soul to sleep

My heart froze when it come to this cold world
I'm on so much Patrón that I think that I'm gon' earl
My city under siege, they killing over keys
These niggas wannabes, I think they wanna be me
My heart froze when it come to this cold world
I'm on so much Patrón that I think that I'm gon' earl
My city under siege, they killing over keys
These niggas wannabes, I think they wanna be me