Текст песни Cold - Floe

Na na na na na na na (one of the realest)
Na na na na na na na (they know I'm one of the realest)
Na na na na na na na (one of the realest)
Na na na na na na na(they know I'm one of the realest)

First I dropped that Starstruck
They was awe struck
Aww man ya time is really running up
Then I dropped that Sora It was clear to see
Ain't nobody out here that can touch ya aura

How do we begin
They say that F.L.O.E is cold as Chicago winds
I'm back on my bullshit like when Chicago wins
You claim you balling but you ride the bench
I'm just doing me lately I don't care who I offend
Some people feel like money is the root of evil still
I've seen that evil plant the seeds that make some people kill
I know a youngin that will kill you for a decent meal
Mentally he's paralyzed emotions something he don't feel
I ain't trynna preach to the youth
I'm just trynna teach em the truth
The things they seeing on their screens they tend to see it as cool
I keep that on my conscious
I could never sell my soul for profit
Speaking of profit I need my dues
Check the views and the interviews they know that it's lit
Ain't slanging no bricks but everything we push is dope
They quote my quotes 'cause I'm quotable
A member of the chosen few
When they talk about who's hot, they don't even notice you
The underdog the underrated still under God
With no regard for a fraud
Plenty battle scars
There's more to bars than whores and cars
It's so bizarre, when I check ya files
You ain't nothing like you say you are
Only respect for the real
The ones thats stuck in the field
And they do whatever long as they can pay them bills
Welcome to the winner's circle
Yea we go in like a curfew
We just on our way up
Ain't nothing free nowadays I make these niggaz pay up