Cold World

By Frio Flames

Released on November 20, 2021

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[Intro]

It's Frio Flames up in the building

Look

Came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin' 'em slugs

My homies ain't feelin' well so I'm prayin' to god


[Hook]

It's a cold world and we came out the mud (aye)

Came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin' 'em slugs

Still ain't rockin' with opps

My homies ain't feelin' well so I'm prayin' to god

I don't even ask for a lot

Let my homies survive in these blocks


[Verse]

Little heaters in the trunk of the sedan

I don't want the peanuts I want the big bag, the tinted window bulletproof Beamеr

Biggie styled piecеs of Jesus

And a Patek, ain't no G-Shock

My chains all freeze-up

Big bunda treeshas

And my homies out the jailhouse

I got my hood in control

You won't catch me lackin'

22-inch rims when I roll

Bitch, we're strapped with Mac-10s

Shootin' two threes ain't no ball

Shots precise like Stephen's

One call and they're startin' a war

Ever since I'm rappin'

Bitch, I grew up between dealers and killers

So you better never question my realness

Cut your questions and go mind your business

Fuck all the opps, put their names on the hitlist

Swinging the blades and pulling the triggers

Never squash beef rather die with the sinner

Notorious winners, luxurious dinners

My homies ruthless, Eazy-E

Opps in the air, Bnb

Suicidal thoughts, B.I.G

Homicidal Dawgs, R.I.P

They're traumatized, PTSD

Making a movie like TNT

Never doubt my murder mentality

Never doubt the Hip-Hop prodigy


[Hook]

It's a cold world and we came out the mud (aye)

Came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin' 'em slugs

Still ain't rockin' with opps

My homies ain't feelin' well so I'm prayin' to god

I don't even ask for a lot

Let my homies survive in these blocks

It's a cold world and we came out the mud (aye)

Came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin' 'em slugs

Still ain't rockin' with opps

My homies ain't feelin' well so I'm prayin' to god

I don't even ask for a lot

Let my homies survive in these blocks