Cold (feat. B Wavey)

Don't lose your hope, although it's freezing cold I'm not a coach, but I'm dope when it comes to those Feel my warmth kicking up, my heating stove Keeping up with my mind like it's so simple More like my tempo Hope although it's freezing cold I'm not a coach, but I'm dope when it comes to those Feel my warmth kicking up, my heating stove Keeping up with my mind, it's so simple More like my tempo I was broke now I'm owning dough Investing money for the fam the first rule Put these bitches all behind, that's simple What is life without a hustle or God fam Don't forget, it's crazy how they used to put me on those hold up sessions No opportunity for a nigga if the nigga ain't loaded They need the money for the plug, not to boost their career The first rule about my life, I don't trust nobody 'Cause people switch, pretend and cut you off They give no favor if you dope, if you broke, you're out You send 'em links to go stream, they'll never do it But soon you're popping they'll say, "That's my bro" But don't lose your hope, although it's freezing cold I'm not a coach, but I'm dope when it comes to those Feel my warmth kicking up, my heating stove Keeping up with my mind, it's so simple More like my tempo Hope although it's freezing cold I'm not a coach, but I'm dope when it comes to those Feel my warmth kicking up, my heating stove Keeping up with my mind, it's so simple More like my tempo If you need a friend, you gotta be a stupid ass 'Cause nowadays, niggas we need money Not friends