Cold Day

By Nixson

Released on December 25, 2017

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[Hook: Nixson]

I don't wanna die on a cold day

I just really wanna cry on this Monday

Man, I only feel alive on the damn stage

Man, I really think I'm high off this damn rage

I don't wanna die on a cold day

I just really wanna cry on this Monday

Man, I only feel alive on the damn stage

Man, I really think I'm high off this damn rage


[Verse 1: Nixson]

Still icy and automatic, semi like half ass it

With all of the pain I'm masking (dark)

Good at the school I'm passing

Stay up got me crashing

And working and going at it (need work)

People will never get it

Dumb it down like the fidget (fidget)

Visions of counting digits

Do music to make a living (livin)

Lucy cause she be trippin'

Coldest nigga that's spittin (spittin)

Drummin' the beat be be hittin'

Music the reinvention

Hope I got your attention

Extended time on the pension (cash)

This hate got me going crazy

People shouldn't even phase me

People can't even graze me

These people still call me lazy (lazy)

None of these people raise me

I'm out here just going crazy (loco)

Shocked that they didn't tase me

Automatic reception

Got deeper thoughts and perceptions

Living ain't that a blessin' (blessin')

Booties I be caressing

Like making a good perception (blah)

Don't need help today

Don't need help tomorrow


[Hook: Nixson & Mark B.]

I don't wanna die on a cold day

I just really wanna cry on this Monday

Man, I only feel alive on the damn stage

Man, I really think I'm high off this damn rage

I don't wanna die on a cold day

I just really wanna cry on this Monday

Man, I only feel alive on the damn stage

Man, I really think I'm high off this damn rage


[Verse 2: Mickey D.]

Yeah, look

Ok, Mark just told me get 'em (get 'em)

Nixson told me get 'em (yeah)

I only feel my heartbeat when it sinks into the rhythm (yeah)

Liquor in my system, chaos in my brain

Shorty yellin' in my ear and I just forget her name (uh)

Never cared if you hate me

Most of y'all music shitty

Wouldn't listen if you paid me (if you paid me)

Mickey with the Bic, I pray you never try to flame me (yeah)

360 with the sniff on you niggas acting shady

Hatin', push up daisies (yikes)

Lazy, flex on wicked my brain's ticking

If I 'x' out fame, my name's a deranged mission (yeah)

Laying out on a plane, full frame, I stay whippin'

Movin' in and out of lanes, I came to raise mischief (to raise mischief)

Tried to reach out

And got a dolla' but I'm chillin' at the beach house (yeah)

I taught honor from my father pull the beast out (uh)

I rock prada (yeah)

You wanted heat, but it's beef now (it's beef now)

Free smoke, my niggas handin' beat downs

Throw you off the glass

And catch your women on the rebound (on the rebound)

Nixson, Mark B, we back up in the league now (yeah)

And all these niggas weak cause Blacklantis is what they see now (yeah, uh)


[Hook: Nixson, Mark B., Mickey D.]

I don't wanna die on a cold day

I just really wanna cry on this Monday

Man, I only feel alive on the damn stage

Man, I really think I'm high off this damn rage

I don't wanna die on a cold day

I just really wanna cry on this Monday

Man, I only feel alive on the damn stage

Man, I really think I'm high off this damn rage