Fiend

Fiend - Cold Wit It lyrics

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[Basketball bouncing throughout song]

I'm cold wit it

I'm just cold wit it

Know what I'm sayin'?

If you don't know by now, I'm cold wit it

Ah, I don't know if its...

I'm, I'm, I'm just I don't get when I'm dunkin'

Ah, I don't know if I just can't be faded when I do my fadeaways

Why they get jealous of my jumpshots

Man, I'm, I'm tired of it

Look, check it out

[Verse 1:]

They call my game Alaska

Ice cubes in the cup that simmer Nebraska

The final chapter

Took me some time to master

Many crashed and burned, ain't my concern

No, I ain't gettin' paid to teach, but you can learn

I wake up 'fore the sun, speak to God 'fore I run

Review skills, cause now I'm more effective than the gun

Told since day one that my time gon' come

Step into the field and I can't be outdone

I roam the rectangle

Dangers from all angles

Leave your feelings at home

Cause this could get painful

Stamped and approved

Born not to lose

'Till you play wit me, don't talk

Then get your own shoes

I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it

Throw it against the glass and watch me go get it

I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it

I wanna put my game in cans so you can go get it

I'm the number one draft pick

I make layers cough up their last chips

My feet came with springs like a mattress

Frightnin'

Faster than the speed of lightnin'

Excitnin'

Like the fights of the '93 Tyson

No mistakes

Before you get to yip-yappin' in my face

You better have your ankles braced

Screws and duct tape

I'm a starter like Maurice Carter

Here to serve ya

Naturally made for the game like D.A. and Brian Mercer

They playin' WAAAHHHH!!! music

Time to get hyped now

Wanna be a soldier

Let's go to Master P's right now

Can't be ignored, showed every time I scored

Had to put money aside

Cause I just shattered the backboard

I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it

I'm 'bout to glide right passed ya watch me just go get it

I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it

'Bout to put it in a can so you can just go get it

I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it

Throw it against the glass and watch the boy go get it

I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it

Now when I dunk in your face why don't you act like I ain't did it

Cold wit it

[Basketball bouncing 'till fade]

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