Produced by: Sap I'm coming back Hey yeah, I'm comin' I'm coming back Hey yeah, I'm comin' It's a cold world baby, but I'm a cold ***** Frostbite tryna take a chew of how I slither My presence give 'em chills, like an Antarctica winter And I'm banging Inglewood till I'm getting caught with a splinter I'm having artists for dinner So many fall apart when I spark it's hard to remember It's always hard remembering pain is part of the riddle Somewhere between my art and the dark, I'm parked in the middle I knew my part since was little I knew my heart was official I knew that in my heart that that boy was part of a bigger plan I know my momma not coming up short of rent again Cause I put this rap **** down and go and sin again **** all the daps and pounds I'm on my **** again All that bad mouthing just running up my adrenaline And yeah, it's safe to say we made a way From getting slouched on And Doms'll be that ***** from now on, you dig me? Nothing to do, except smoke and drive Twenty in your pocket, million on your mind And someone had the drink, someone had the drug Someone had ******* on the line, that's what it was And I don't regret a single night I came home ****** up Ain't sorry for a single time I made hoes cry Money was a thing I didn't make too much of Tell me "Hurry up", I'ma take my time I feel like I'm designed for this I don't know how all my timing is But I know I want that time again To give this all I got All my clouds got silver linings Amazing how I keep my peace alive through all this violence It's a war outside my window, it's like all I hear is sirens But it's something 'bout the melody, I'm drifting into science I was born hateful, looking at this world ugly Way at the bottom, got me questioning if God love me You know my steez dog, real ****** ride gully Lost a couple soldiers, got me smokey with my eyes runny My heart cold like I said in the first verse And I'm tryna eat, you ****** eyein' dessert first And somewhere between the hoes and money, I got hurt The worst, I swear to God this life a gift and a curse My path was chosen way before I existed, the misfit The voices in my head never tell me wrong so I listen Either make a way or collision I ain't here to play *****, I'm on a mission Nothing to do, except smoke and drive Twenty in your pocket, million on your mind And someone had the drink, someone had the drug Someone had ******* on the line, that's what it was And I don't regret a single night I came home ****** up Ain't sorry for a single time I made hoes cry Money was a thing I didn't make too much of Tell me "Hurry up", I'ma take my time La-la-la-la
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