Ion know what it is
This shit be having my mind be racing
I be wanting to sit back and jus chill
Mmm
Finna let the beat ride
Chapo
Im so caught up in the street life
Listen to my music to see what the streets like
I grew up in project housing on the Northside
Where 12 gon patrol the block because of gunfire
All we do is slang heat, it aint no damn fightin
You might see yo dawg at 6, he gon by midnight
When you spin back wit da heater, it be excitin
Let it blow, doon-doon-doon, it look like lightning
And the bitches in the block jus good for suckin dick
I aint ever out my tongue on em, aint licking clits
Used to trade clothes with Coop we was switching fits
Passing hoes round like Stockton we was switching bitches
First time I popped a pill had a nigga itchin
Now I take em to relax staring at the ceiling
I'm onna come up, rappin-hustlin, trynna make a million
When you at the bottom dont nobody care about feelings
See how the world cold
Don't nobody know you
Chasing around like a fool
The world lie to you
Put my trust in it
Everything is lit
All the times sit back
Thinking it
Sad that moms
Lost all her kids
Sorry just don't wanna
See you
Sorry I
Don't believe you
Nae die
Nothing cool
Controlling me
Ain't really cool
Sorry I don't do funerals
Miss you I know you hear it
Crying block my vision
Coping in my cleansing
Think why it have to be you
I think why did it have to
Really can't believe you
I can never see
I can never see
Why it have to be you
Why I can never see you
Ain't make it past 14
Why my Nigga I can't believe you
Leaving me oh lonely
Death is really hurting
Seen it all I'm hurting
Never answer my callings
Like it when I told stories
I treat her right I'm nodding
Are you okay please stop it
Know I'm really stalling
Bike in the sunset
These goals ain't really done yet
Singing voice a trumpet
Count racks while crying
See how the world cold
Don't nobody know you
Chasing around like a fool
The world lie to you
Put my trust in it
Everything is lit
All the times sit back
Thinking it
Sad that Ma lost all her kids
Sorry I don't wanna see you
Intricate E - Cold City (feat. Chapo) Lyrics
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Ion know what it is
This shit be having my mind be racing
I be wanting to sit back and jus chill
Mmm
Finna let the beat ride
Chapo
Im so caught up in the street life
Listen to my music to see what the streets like
I grew up in project housing on the Northside
Where 12 gon patrol the block because of gunfire
All we do is slang heat, it aint no damn fightin
You might see yo dawg at 6, he gon by midnight
When you spin back wit da heater, it be excitin
Let it blow, doon-doon-doon, it look like lightning
And the bitches in the block jus good for suckin dick
I aint ever out my tongue on em, aint licking clits
Used to trade clothes with Coop we was switching fits
Passing hoes round like Stockton we was switching bitches
First time I popped a pill had a nigga itchin
Now I take em to relax staring at the ceiling
I'm onna come up, rappin-hustlin, trynna make a million
When you at the bottom dont nobody care about feelings
See how the world cold
Don't nobody know you
Chasing around like a fool
The world lie to you
Put my trust in it
Everything is lit
All the times sit back
Thinking it
Sad that moms
Lost all her kids
Sorry just don't wanna
See you
Sorry I
Don't believe you
Nae die
Nothing cool
Controlling me
Ain't really cool
Sorry I don't do funerals
Miss you I know you hear it
Crying block my vision
Coping in my cleansing
Think why it have to be you
I think why did it have to
Really can't believe you
I can never see
I can never see
Why it have to be you
Why I can never see you
Ain't make it past 14
Why my Nigga I can't believe you
Leaving me oh lonely
Death is really hurting
Seen it all I'm hurting
Never answer my callings
Like it when I told stories
I treat her right I'm nodding
Are you okay please stop it
Know I'm really stalling
Bike in the sunset
These goals ain't really done yet
Singing voice a trumpet
Count racks while crying
See how the world cold
Don't nobody know you
Chasing around like a fool
The world lie to you
Put my trust in it
Everything is lit
All the times sit back
Thinking it
Sad that Ma lost all her kids
Sorry I don't wanna see you
This shit be having my mind be racing
I be wanting to sit back and jus chill
Mmm
Finna let the beat ride
Chapo
Im so caught up in the street life
Listen to my music to see what the streets like
I grew up in project housing on the Northside
Where 12 gon patrol the block because of gunfire
All we do is slang heat, it aint no damn fightin
You might see yo dawg at 6, he gon by midnight
When you spin back wit da heater, it be excitin
Let it blow, doon-doon-doon, it look like lightning
And the bitches in the block jus good for suckin dick
I aint ever out my tongue on em, aint licking clits
Used to trade clothes with Coop we was switching fits
Passing hoes round like Stockton we was switching bitches
First time I popped a pill had a nigga itchin
Now I take em to relax staring at the ceiling
I'm onna come up, rappin-hustlin, trynna make a million
When you at the bottom dont nobody care about feelings
See how the world cold
Don't nobody know you
Chasing around like a fool
The world lie to you
Put my trust in it
Everything is lit
All the times sit back
Thinking it
Sad that moms
Lost all her kids
Sorry just don't wanna
See you
Sorry I
Don't believe you
Nae die
Nothing cool
Controlling me
Ain't really cool
Sorry I don't do funerals
Miss you I know you hear it
Crying block my vision
Coping in my cleansing
Think why it have to be you
I think why did it have to
Really can't believe you
I can never see
I can never see
Why it have to be you
Why I can never see you
Ain't make it past 14
Why my Nigga I can't believe you
Leaving me oh lonely
Death is really hurting
Seen it all I'm hurting
Never answer my callings
Like it when I told stories
I treat her right I'm nodding
Are you okay please stop it
Know I'm really stalling
Bike in the sunset
These goals ain't really done yet
Singing voice a trumpet
Count racks while crying
See how the world cold
Don't nobody know you
Chasing around like a fool
The world lie to you
Put my trust in it
Everything is lit
All the times sit back
Thinking it
Sad that Ma lost all her kids
Sorry I don't wanna see you
Writer: Chapo M, Intricate E
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid