Cold World

When you're talking on my name, make sure you're bringing facts 'cause I never done you wrong till you stabbed me in the back It's a cold world It's a cold world When you're talking on my name, make sure you're bringing facts 'cause I never done you wrong till you stabbed me in the back It's a cold world, they gon' love you to your face But you know they'll be the first ones talking behind your back I ain't got no time for a fake When you're walking through the grass tryna get to first place You gon' find a lot of snakes They gon' bite, I ain't got time to bite back I can't tell you where I'm living, if you're real, you know where I'm at I'm just tryna make it stack, still shotting these packs Whipping in the Benz, 120 on the dash with a box in the back Heading for the hills and I won't look back Lost friends walking down this road F*ck it, it's the path I chose I ain't ever stopping till I'm dripping head to toe With a shawty by my side, never tripping over hoes Had to cut some people off, that's the way that it goes When you're growing up, you gotta work it out for yourself They ain't gonna help, they don't care about your health Growing up, I never had a penny on the shelf, but I'm coming for what's mine I ain't really got much more time Girl I'm really gonna blow, watch me shine If you ain't with me now, you're getting left behind You've been fake from the start, I should've seen the signs When you're talking on my name, make sure you're bringing facts 'cause I never done you wrong till you stabbed me in the back It's a cold world, they gon' love you to your face But you know they'll be the first ones talking behind your back I ain't got no time for a fake When you're walking through the grass tryna get to first place You gon' find a lot of snakes They gon' bite, I ain't got time to bite back I can't tell you where I'm living, if you're real, you know where I'm at I'm just tryna make it stack, still shotting these packs Whipping in the Benz, 120 on the dash with a box in the back Heading for the hills and I won't look back Lost friends walking down this road F*ck it, it's the path I chose I ain't ever stopping till I'm dripping head to toe With a shawty by my side, never tripping over hoes Had to cut some people off, that's the way that it goes When you're talking on my name, make sure you're bringing facts 'cause I never done you wrong till you stabbed me in the back It's a cold world, they gon' love you to your face But you know they'll be the first ones talking behind your back