Cold-Blooded
Nose running cause of it
My nigga got the pack in, I'm blunted from it
And he got the backend surplus, abundance of it
You gotta love it
My eyes be showing it
I give thanks to the Most High
But when I'm most high, I give it the one that be throwing it
We aint living we just dying really slow
Put my cup up to the sky I'm getting throwed
I mean I'm throwing
Somebody take me home
Somebody take me home
I really need somebody to take me home
Somebody take me home
Somebody take me home
Im waiting for my God to
Pull up pull up
You'll catch me in shotgun
Yeah yeah yea yuh
I cannot be touched
I cannot be f*cked with
Look me in my eyes and tell me something I aint heard yet
No this isn't real love
It's just a burden
Weighing on my heart as heavy as a thousand stones would