COLD WORLD (feat. Aristotle Jones & Funder)

I wanna know how it feels baby I wanna know how it feels baby I wanna know how it feels to be loved from the sky up above From this cold cold world This cold cold world I wanna feel what it's like to be real F*ck the lights and the thrill we too nice but we still in the sights Of these buzzards two fucks how you feel If you bugging it's nothing but dust in the wind this shit madness Put you fucks in the past tense, bust a rap up like a MAC-10 Still capping smoking top out in aspen Bossed up then I'm back in Your shit slaps for the trash can Going 120 on the pike you could see the pigs in the dash cam Wrist is cold like an Alaskan I'm Hugh Jackman Pussy crazy Carol Baskin And if you stepping you could end up with the backhand Aristotle, Jack and Funder hopped up on the track man Got the type of vibe to make you fuckers do a backbend Know you wanna feel it but the feeling feeling absent I wanna know how it feels baby I wanna know how it feels baby I wanna know how it feels to be loved from the sky up above From this cold cold world This cold cold world I wanna know how it feels to be at the top That rockstar life it ain't gone never stop I wanna know how it feel to be in the spotlight How would it feel if everything was alright? I wanna really make a mil' in one night Give me a deal and they would see me god-like These instrumentals I be killing on sight I want to shine on niggas like starlight How does it feel, to be face to face with the greatness in the game? How does it feel to have everyone knowing your name How does it feel to be a star Four car garage, taking off and go to Mars To cover up the scars with a flooded Audemar You know I wanna know how it feels baby I wanna know how it feels baby I wanna know how it feels to be loved from the sky up above From this cold cold world This cold cold world Lights camera action Tonight's main attraction No basic no average World peace at the palace Flying high like Aladdin Spaceship straight to Saturn New levels gotta tap into Nothing promised everything to lose New world of uncertainty No more living comfortably Send for the cavalry these zombies after me Losing my sanity I'm losing hope I see these demons that switch my demeanor Say I'm just a dreamer with nothing to show But I'm smooth like the reaper My pockets got deeper, I'm whipping the beamer Black tints with the suicide doors Lifestyle so out of control Ooo welcome to the show Lights camera action, diamonds flashing