The Famous - Cold Summer Lyrics

This one for the cold summers
Every night I stood up just to show hunger
In the street so much I was a road runner
Phone off u can hit me on my old number
Devils Paradise may the lord be my savor
Bitch niggas jumped me now I Cary around a razor
Anti social I don't speak to my neighbors
My brothers the only niggas that can ask me for some favors
Weed come cheep now I got some different flavors
My old girls New now the got some different players
But that's just how the game go
I'm spitting letting game go
To put u on point to a couple that you ant know
If a nigga steel from u he'll lie to ya face
A 38 is better cuz it won't leave a trace
Iffy niggas outside keepem outta ya space
Niggas scream ride or die but won't die in ya place
Say it's till the grave but won't carry ya casket it
Niggas with no car yelling catch me in traffic
Youngin can't fix shit but Carrie A ratchet
Send u around of Applause like he ant through clapping
Moms on the seen crying she asking what happens
That bullet and his brain had a fatal attraction
Cops locking blacks up for shit they ant do
At 23 years old I felt that at 22
You ever had someone put a gun to ya face
Knowing no one is this world could take ya place
I been through crying it still don't sit right
I f*cked up a lot and I still can't get right
Nightmares is my dreams some me a tragedy
It's either them or you you know what it had to be
Back when I was broke them bitches use to laugh at me
They wanna hang around now that shit feel like a trap to me
My life ant shit but don't feel sad for me
It is what it is and it was what it had to be
I'm still doing good never needed a hand out
Life's unpredictable can't have it planes out
Remember my boy slanging asking what that tan bout
Feds hit his block feel like his time ran out
If u chilling with the oops
Don't speak my name
Before you end up
Caught in my life of pain
Lookem in his eyes
Showem you a killer
Smoking oops out the pack
We Call that shit thriller
Girl found the drugs
Started calling me a dealer
Made her have that abortion
She started calling me a killer
What ya life like I'll show ya eyes some tragedy
My life wasn't good it was what it had to be
My mom f*cked up my dad wasn't a dad to me
I had one parent they wasn't married happily
Take a look at my life I could show u pain
Mind on o dog with a life like Kane
You ever cross me I'll make u feel that flame
I still get chills every time it rains
I could show u I ant playing with u
If he jump in then h Layin wit u
When u stuck in some beef
Then that can start staying wit u
This is real rap I'm not Nae Nae in wit u
I lost all control so know I an playin wit u
There's No love lost but no love found here
You in some deep water and u still might drown here
Wit a thick chick light skin and some brown hair
She down to take trip make flips never around fear
She move in my circle she never really around square
Taught her how to sell weed by lookin at the brown hairs
Chain still blinging I upgraded a few thing
Got a Rollie watch new cars and a few rings u wanna boss up that just how you do things
My girl got a Rollie red face it's the new thing
You say ya chick bad she doing bad if u asking me
The best song u got sounds like just another track to me
I got my own back don't need no body backing me
My nightmare bad I fell the world attacking me
My family trying to kill me a
And the fed started tracking me
I can't sleep nights
I know that shits bad for me
It was what I was and it is what it had to be
That's How you live ya life knowing everyday is a tragedy famous