GhostWridah - I'm Cold lyrics

rate me

Got them …folded, I don’t think they wanna see me

Was loving hip hop before that chick was yelling sd

I told them I don’t play these other rappers spitting pe

Gotta cut my legs off, the only way gonna defeat me

And discreetly, I be somewhere on the rise

I took her to Felipe, she asked me do it come with fries

She don’t know no better

And me I’m cold as ever, my women hot as fuck

I used to wanna be rich, but lately it’s not enough

A lot of prada stuff, I throw it to my homies

And keep a bag of franklins to console me when I’m loney

All you phoney niggas fall the fuck back

Give me leg room, sleeping on me

Still I’m sending Freddie to your bedroom yeah

[Hook]

I’m here, tell these haters I’m here

Fucking up niggas dreams, I’m the one that they should fear

Hustling by the minute, feels like I ain’t slept in years

Still in love with my future, pissing on the from the lim

Motherfucker I’m cold, motherfucker I’m cold

Ah, motherfucker I’m cold

Out here doing me, I never asked for your opinion

I’m focused on what matters, that’s the reason why I’m winning

If I’m sinning, best believe a hell mary gonn follow

She wanna eat forever, so tonight she down to swallow

Call it that sleepy hallow, now that line is overused

Walk around in my socks, feel like a fitted open shoes

Know it moves out my vein, the smell of victory is so sweet

See me withy my lady bitch, you better give me forfeit

No sleep, more checks, recipe for more stress

Married to the future, put my baby in that dope dress

So fresh, every time you see me it’s a fearful

Can’t be number 2, won’t even scribble with a pencil

[Hook]

I’m here, tell these haters I’m here

Fucking up niggas dreams, I’m the one that they should fear

Hustling by the minute, feels like I ain’t slept in years

Still in love with my future, pissing on the from the lim

Motherfucker I’m cold, motherfucker I’m cold

Ah, motherfucker I’m cold

Ah, motherfucker I’m cold

Repping for the life and you won’t see another logo

I came up in this bitch and got it jumping like a pogo

I get it solo, and by the grace of gods

My talents will be the reason I will never rek a yard

And applause I don’t need them

I’m from where niggas clapping, get it popping all season

Never leave the scores even, if you breathing

I’m the one you should believe in

The game needs a medic, I’m just here to stop the bleeding.