W Intro

Yeah, yeah It get cold, it get cold It get cold, it get cold It get cold, yeah It get cold It get cold, it get cold Yeah It get cold in these streets, so I gotta wear Montcleazy Yeah, I stay up on my toes, cause I know it don't get easy I work hard for what I own, you still looking for a freebee But when it's all said and done, you gon' wish that you could be me I'ma show you how I get down, I can rock it with the best of them Yeah I do it for my squad, give a f*ck about the rest of them Wont be happy till I buy a crib and all my homies settled in it He was talking about he had some beef, so we settled it Every competition that I'm in, I done medaled it I'm like Scooby Doo, with my dawgs you kids be meddling He be talking like he hot shit, but I bet he ain't I just met this shawty, she Colombian from Medellin I know that we was in love, but I moved on to the better things If she ain't my type, she ain't never gonna get a ring Smoking on some shit that knock me out, like its some medicine Shawty told me do what thou wilt, so I let her sin Devil on my shoulder, got me feeling like I'm Alistair Still ain't met a rapper that could match up to my caliber You's a funny motherfucker had me thinking you was Gallagher Now shawty said that she wanna link up, I'll check my calendar Life be getting crazy, but you know I gotta balance it I came up from nothing, so you know I want the finer things All she want is blow and she be fucking up her sinuses This a mixtape, but it sound like it's my greatest hits It get cold, it get cold It get cold, it get cold It get cold, yeah It get cold It get cold, it get cold