Testo Cold World - G Herbo feat. Yosohn
Testo della canzone Cold World (G Herbo feat. Yosohn), tratta dall'album 25
Gang
You know we believe in the power of manifestation, man
I always spoke that shit into life, into existence, man
Said I was gon' have this shit
And I really got this shit
That's why I call it 2-5
You know, if you from the 'Raq, man, it hit different
Two plus five, that's seven, that's the God year
On foenem
Creed and disloyalty
Know we beefin' with the opps on top of all these lawyer fees
When we lurkin' on they block, the chopper speakin' Portuguese
Strapped with thirty shot Glocks, we got like twenty more of these
Now I'm millionaire status, watched some homies leave
Thank God, I found out he a rat before the cheese
In the California sun, I'm rockin' shorter sleeves
Some of my niggas really gon' be gone for forty seasons
Can't believe I beat the streets, I'll give you forty reasons
I was on my toes from the mornin' to the evenin'
Think I was a doctor how I seen a nigga bleedin'
He a real pussy ho, I seen a nigga dreamin'
He a real demon and he lookin' like he mean it
Hollows in his chest, he stretched, I seen it, how he wheezin'
Yeah, I'm hot like Weezy
Yeah, I'm hotter than the sun, I got 'em stoppin' breathin'
All the shit I'm spittin' sick, you might start coughin', sneezin'
Fuckin' with these rappers, might get tricked, don't believe 'em
I made it out with heathens, dissed and I received it
Blessings that is, lessons, yes, I did
Stackin' M's, that's just for my kids
You like this song, son-son?
Yeah, I like this song, of course
You like it?
You love daddy?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
What's your name?
I am Yushawn
You love daddy?
Yeah, I love daddy
I ain't know the world was cold, I saw a murder at nine
Still thought I was fine, no wonder
I played with cap guns all the time
Can't make new friends 'cause I lost all of mine
It's a blessing to be alive, that's why I strive
It's a cold city, windy, even the hoes is gritty
Watch out, these bitches tricky, nobody owe a penny
Ain't no more O.G.'s 'cause most niggas
Told and them niggas old bitches
Gotta go on a hit with two thirties or
More 'cause most niggas roll with fifties
Whole city got a brand new wave of glizzies
Now them bitches came with switches
Why the fuck they bring out them
Editions? Man, this shit gettin' fishy
The police still too quick to kill us when we look suspicious
They tryna knock me off my square, but I bend and stiff position
No coincidence I got hit from there 'cause I'm just a gifted nigga
Doin' one-fifty in the Urus carefully, tryna miss collision
I'm strapped, it's easy to get whacked, I make a split decision
And Sunny miss me 'cause I lost my vision
Yeah, I know you want that, man, nigga, you trippin'
Holdin' in that stress and DMX, I get to slippin'
Fell in with the opioids and I started clickin' out
Always angry with my girl 'cause I feel like she bitchin' out
I was just swimmin' with sharks before I walked up in the house
Know this pain lay deep inside of me, I just can't get it out
So now I feel like shoot
You can't wait to let it out too, yeah, I feel like you
In a fight with my anxiety, I feel like Juice
And I beat the street, man
Not by coincidence, it's because I embraced it
Like, all the toughest shit I been through in my life, I took it
Head on, I ain't complain about it, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
It actually get greater, later
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Writer(s): Julian Davis, Herbert Wright
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