Cold - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I got them thoughts going through my head, oh, I'm so cold

I been stabbed up in my back before, it hurt my soul

Either die or go do life, I just already know

When the rain start to fall, that shit get cold

Got so much ice around my neck, that shit get cold

We had some of our greatest memories in a broken home

Cut out the light, gotta go shoot dice, but I just already know

Face-shot one of these pussy-ass niggas, do life all for my bro

Yeah, we on go

Can't even walk to the store by yourself, on God, we gon' blow

If they slide, it go down with the oath

Got the name of the opp and the lo'

In LA with a vibe on the coast

When you see past the clouds, you a G.O.A.T.

This how we step on shit

That nigga dead, don't say a word, switch out your weapon quick

Say lil' brother, go watch that backdoor before we step on him

Say lil' brother, you get in some shit and then I'm stepping in (Boom)

Face-shot, that's how we step on him (Boom-boom)

Face-shot, watch how I step again

Right when he leave the show, shoot up the sprinter van

They say bullets went all through the roof, fucked up the ceiling fan

That's how we crept on him

Say, "Lil' homie, come get this candy," that's how we tricked the kid

Roaches in my bookbag, go to school, that's how we really live

I'm so mad, I don't even wanna chill