Cold Type
演唱：Sham1016、Chase N. Cashe(Hook)
Lost the ***** I love the most I thought this **** was for life
Blew a bag couldn’t get it back thought my soul died
Tell her we just ****ing but she think this **** a soul tie
They killed my patna and it made my heart the cold type
Earned my scars fo I earned a bag Im the cold type (2x)
(Verse 1)
Twistin up some fangaz for the hood my niggas gon slide
Cousin Theron overdosed tryna catch a nose high
Used to pray I wouldn’t wake up I remember those nights
Baby off a powder pack tryna take a nose dive
White van sliding doors them boys about to take a life
They killed my uncle Hiram and I swear that was a cold night
That **** took my heart that’s why I never love right
Living wit a broken heart but I won’t cry
That number 7 bus it used to be my only ride
I won’t call the ***** I love the most cuz my own pride
Know I’m here for a reason if I’m not I rather die
My youngn 16 and got a couple homicides
Heard he got booked cuz he was tryna televise
For the hood my niggas pledged and for that they gave they life
Baby asked me if I want some top she so polite
Talking to me nice she bout to take a throat dive
I be really tripping I got no mind
If I let her choose on me she hit the goldmine
Real nigga **** the politics don’t need a co-sign
Thugging on my lonely and I don’t mind
(Verse 2)
I can’t settle down I got way too many choices
imma dog like my pops can’t even avoid it
More I start repressing **** the way bigger the void get
Ahki paranoid he think he hearing voices
****ed around almost had baby then she lost it
Hurt a nigga for a minute then I let my thoughts in
Glad it wasn’t wit her cuz the ***** crazy I’m cautious
Tried to keep it cordial but she wanna start ****
If I ain’t the hardest beg your pardon
Niggas vultures eating at yo carcass
Tryna take yo wave act like they start it
Want the same results but ain’t take the same losses
Know them jealous niggas that be lurking though
Pretty *****es wit no get up I can never service those
Smokers off of 94th they was serving those
Grew up where it was spoety they chunking foes
Never banged the hood too busy ****ing wit the hoes
Doing fly **** but when I see em chunk it for the bros
I’m still thugging on my lonely cuz my heart is cold
Still can’t trust a soul I seen how them niggas told
Lost the ***** I love the most I thought this **** was for life
Blew a bag couldn’t get it back thought my soul died
Tell her we just ****ing but she think this **** a soul tie
They killed my patna and it made my heart the cold type
Earned my scars fo I earned a bag Im the cold type (2x)
(Verse 1)
Twistin up some fangaz for the hood my niggas gon slide
Cousin Theron overdosed tryna catch a nose high
Used to pray I wouldn’t wake up I remember those nights
Baby off a powder pack tryna take a nose dive
White van sliding doors them boys about to take a life
They killed my uncle Hiram and I swear that was a cold night
That **** took my heart that’s why I never love right
Living wit a broken heart but I won’t cry
That number 7 bus it used to be my only ride
I won’t call the ***** I love the most cuz my own pride
Know I’m here for a reason if I’m not I rather die
My youngn 16 and got a couple homicides
Heard he got booked cuz he was tryna televise
For the hood my niggas pledged and for that they gave they life
Baby asked me if I want some top she so polite
Talking to me nice she bout to take a throat dive
I be really tripping I got no mind
If I let her choose on me she hit the goldmine
Real nigga **** the politics don’t need a co-sign
Thugging on my lonely and I don’t mind
(Verse 2)
I can’t settle down I got way too many choices
imma dog like my pops can’t even avoid it
More I start repressing **** the way bigger the void get
Ahki paranoid he think he hearing voices
****ed around almost had baby then she lost it
Hurt a nigga for a minute then I let my thoughts in
Glad it wasn’t wit her cuz the ***** crazy I’m cautious
Tried to keep it cordial but she wanna start ****
If I ain’t the hardest beg your pardon
Niggas vultures eating at yo carcass
Tryna take yo wave act like they start it
Want the same results but ain’t take the same losses
Know them jealous niggas that be lurking though
Pretty *****es wit no get up I can never service those
Smokers off of 94th they was serving those
Grew up where it was spoety they chunking foes
Never banged the hood too busy ****ing wit the hoes
Doing fly **** but when I see em chunk it for the bros
I’m still thugging on my lonely cuz my heart is cold
Still can’t trust a soul I seen how them niggas told