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Cold Outside Songtext
von Jin feat. Lyfe

Cold Outside Songtext

They say only the good die young and with that said
He don′t get no better than me, he comin for my head
I represented for y'all when I came through the Mafia
By becomin who I am, I became a target
And what hurts is all the bullshit comes from my own kind
They say Jinn′s fake, he don't keep it real in his rhymes
He make us look soft, that kid ain't commit no crimes
You god damn right, want me to say it, then fine
I ain′t a killer, I ain′t a gangsta, and I ain't no thug

I don′t walk around with guns and I don't sell drugs
I′m not a murderer, I ain't never said I was
So what the fuck y′all hatin on me for?
She asked it to me


I don't wanna hold no grudges, so I crucified the Cadillac
Grandmama would be so disgusted, if
She knew the way these grown folks act
See I won't let ′em cramp my style, no
And I won′t let 'em hold me down, no
You tell her that I′m okay
You tell her that I'll make a way, somehow

I ain′t about that shit

Trouble just comes my way, I don't invite that shit
I got a career here, I ain′t lookin for fights to pick
Got more pain in my heart than I knew could exist
Like that night they pulled them guns out and banged my man
I was like fuck rap, I almost had a change of plans
He took a bullet for me, how I'm gon' repay that man?
What if he woulda died, what I′m supposed to say to his fam?
The life I chose endangered all my family and friends
Some shit I wish I could change but can′t promise I can

People'll kill to get to the position I′m at
Only to die here and find out it ain't worth that
Still wanna rap?


I don′t wanna hold no grudges, so I crucified the Cadillac
Grandmama would be so disgusted, if
She knew the way these grown folks act
See I won't let ′em cramp my style, no
And I won't let 'em hold me down, no
You tell her that I′m okay
You tell her that I′ll make a way, somehow

That's how they gettin down

Two turntables and a rapper, that was that was
That was how they did it then, this how they do it now

Twenty young men with they gats up
Gotta travel like that or they′ll try to attack us
That's how they gettin down
The greats settle they beef with rap battles, let′s go
That was how they did it then, this how they do it now
If they ain't better than you now they shootin at you
Know it sounds tragic but ay you know, that′s how they gettin down
So what I'm supposed to do, keep twenty bodyguards
And a large entourage, cause everybody's hard?
Sometimes I wonder what happened to love and respect

All I see now is hatred and death

I don′t wanna hold no grudges, so I crucified the Cadillac
Grandmama would be so disgusted, if
She knew the way these grown folks act
See I won′t let 'em cramp my style, no
And I won′t let 'em hold me down, no
You tell her that I′m okay
You tell her that I'll make a way, somehow

You tell her that I′m okay
You tell her that I'll make a way, somehow
You tell her that I'm okay
You tell her that I′ll make a way, somehow
You tell her that I′m okay
You tell her that I'll make a way, somehow

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