Yeah, yeah
It get cold, it get cold
It get cold, it get cold
It get cold, yeah
It get cold
It get cold, it get cold
Yeah
It get cold in these streets, so I gotta wear Montcleazy
Yeah, I stay up on my toes, cause I know it don't get easy
I work hard for what I own, you still looking for a freebee
But when it's all said and done, you gon' wish that you could be me
I'ma show you how I get down, I can rock it with the best of them
Yeah I do it for my squad, give a f*ck about the rest of them
Wont be happy till I buy a crib and all my homies settled in it
He was talking about he had some beef, so we settled it
Every competition that I'm in, I done medaled it
I'm like Scooby Doo, with my dawgs you kids be meddling
He be talking like he hot shit, but I bet he ain't
I just met this shawty, she Colombian from Medellin
I know that we was in love, but I moved on to the better things
If she ain't my type, she ain't never gonna get a ring
Smoking on some shit that knock me out, like its some medicine
Shawty told me do what thou wilt, so I let her sin
Devil on my shoulder, got me feeling like I'm Alistair
Still ain't met a rapper that could match up to my caliber
You's a funny motherf*cker had me thinking you was Gallagher
Now shawty said that she wanna link up, I'll check my calendar
Life be getting crazy, but you know I gotta balance it
I came up from nothing, so you know I want the finer things
All she want is blow and she be f*cking up her sinuses
This a mixtape, but it sound like it's my greatest hits
It get cold, it get cold
It get cold, it get cold
It get cold, yeah
It get cold
It get cold, it get cold