COLD BLOOD. SHOW NO LOVE! ... CLOSE FRIENDS TURN FOES I DON’T KNOW TRUST, THERE ALWAYS GONNA JUDGE BUT THEY DON’T KNOW US... DOES YOUR LOYALTIES APPLY WHEN THERES A GOLD RUSH?
I lost in this prison I'm trapped in a glass case of emotion I don't know what's real since the beast has been awoken Will I get to know the good life or will I have to find a token
Demons in my closet Paigons on the roadside tryna make it so my kids never have to see the roadlife Had my fair share. Now its time to let the phone die Never look back.. why im telling you how to the crow flys Sick of all the lies an the gimmicks I'd rather be that guy that grows in the distance The spolight an fame is something that i didnt. Honestly i never really digged it You can have a dream or a fantasy Only you can decide which one becomes reality Theres more then one path to choose from in this life we live All swings an roundabouts.. thats why most man are never happy in it Doing stupid things always ends in a tragedy Karmas a real women.. truss me you never wanna meet her Lesson after lesson has made me never trust a bitch Too many fakes on the roads its some fucked up shit End up getting nicked.. because you moved sloppy or someone snitched Thats how you separate the real from the fake This lifestyle is far from great people that need me now your gona have to fucking wait Sorry baby.... lizzy comes first im gonna be a lil late Food in the microwave Spliff in the ashtray Kick back on the sofa Slap on a instru Tell you whats next i let my fucking mind wave Name on the tag is a snake an a rat You never get rid of that youve been painted as that Enough people that i have lost the paitence for that An thats that
That's the same beat and sample Boosie Badazz (aka Lil Boosie) used on his track called, "Streets On Fire." Off his 2014 mixtape called, "Life After Deathrow."
I ain't with the mix match, that chit chat can turn to a click clack, I'll knock ya wig back, did ya get that,i got a 5th Gat, all my enemies better get back, cause they the ones I'm tryna hit with that ,I'll shoot the 5th Gat till my wrist crack, Im dangerous
I aint deserve that position had to slow down and listen had to move along the snakes in the grass hissing with their slithery ways and evil look on they face they can't tell night from the day don't let them know where you stay the money is the root of all evil so follow the leader gazelle to a cheetah the bell to the ringer
