I ain't got no quarrels for a nigga off his game
Where i'm from niggas change about as often as my name
Ironically i been the same, demeanor always outgrowin you lames
And ya chances been slim
A burnt flag under my brim
Middle finger to ya father
No debating, why bother
When instead i could compliment w more red for ya MAGA
No cap
Limit women's choices, but its still straps bein copped every day, every whichaway
And its disarray
I can't even claim disbelief
I can only stop playin, downgrade how much i chief
Self taught, self research
Goin berserk, readin how our heroes all went out
So f*ck all whatchu talkin bout
Yo people been coppin out, securing they bag
While my folks is gettin bagged off the same grind, same time
Mothaf*ck a fine, i'ma take mine
Stay fine
Scoping out the fakes, all in plain sight
All a nigga ever do is stay fly but what that ever win me?
How can i believe i'm real knowin that it ain't in me?
I can claim it all till i'm blue in the face
A black king you wish that you could erase
But our influence engraved
Till the grave we remembered as some riders for the cause
You can't pimp me w a check, don't give a f*ck how much it cost
We ain't why the shit is bad, but don't mean we ain't faultless
You won't make my set dip, my niggas eat regardless
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
And I do this
F*ck talkin bout that action, nigga prove it
All these years in the game
$100,000 chain but you claim you w the change
Niggas still sittin still talkin bout they wit the movement and clueless
Quit the bullshit
When y'all niggas gon quit the bullshit
War time, war time, who gon ride out
F*ck trump militants
Millions what I'm bout
All the real immigrants know that they ain't got no place
To tell a nigga where his place, get
The f*ck from our house
That we built
Put some respect on my race and suck a dick
$lim Charles - Cold World Lyrics
$lim Charles - Cold World Lyrics
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I ain't got no quarrels for a nigga off his game
Where i'm from niggas change about as often as my name
Ironically i been the same, demeanor always outgrowin you lames
And ya chances been slim
A burnt flag under my brim
Middle finger to ya father
No debating, why bother
When instead i could compliment w more red for ya MAGA
No cap
Limit women's choices, but its still straps bein copped every day, every whichaway
And its disarray
I can't even claim disbelief
I can only stop playin, downgrade how much i chief
Self taught, self research
Goin berserk, readin how our heroes all went out
So f*ck all whatchu talkin bout
Yo people been coppin out, securing they bag
While my folks is gettin bagged off the same grind, same time
Mothaf*ck a fine, i'ma take mine
Stay fine
Scoping out the fakes, all in plain sight
All a nigga ever do is stay fly but what that ever win me?
How can i believe i'm real knowin that it ain't in me?
I can claim it all till i'm blue in the face
A black king you wish that you could erase
But our influence engraved
Till the grave we remembered as some riders for the cause
You can't pimp me w a check, don't give a f*ck how much it cost
We ain't why the shit is bad, but don't mean we ain't faultless
You won't make my set dip, my niggas eat regardless
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
And I do this
F*ck talkin bout that action, nigga prove it
All these years in the game
$100,000 chain but you claim you w the change
Niggas still sittin still talkin bout they wit the movement and clueless
Quit the bullshit
When y'all niggas gon quit the bullshit
War time, war time, who gon ride out
F*ck trump militants
Millions what I'm bout
All the real immigrants know that they ain't got no place
To tell a nigga where his place, get
The f*ck from our house
That we built
Put some respect on my race and suck a dick
Where i'm from niggas change about as often as my name
Ironically i been the same, demeanor always outgrowin you lames
And ya chances been slim
A burnt flag under my brim
Middle finger to ya father
No debating, why bother
When instead i could compliment w more red for ya MAGA
No cap
Limit women's choices, but its still straps bein copped every day, every whichaway
And its disarray
I can't even claim disbelief
I can only stop playin, downgrade how much i chief
Self taught, self research
Goin berserk, readin how our heroes all went out
So f*ck all whatchu talkin bout
Yo people been coppin out, securing they bag
While my folks is gettin bagged off the same grind, same time
Mothaf*ck a fine, i'ma take mine
Stay fine
Scoping out the fakes, all in plain sight
All a nigga ever do is stay fly but what that ever win me?
How can i believe i'm real knowin that it ain't in me?
I can claim it all till i'm blue in the face
A black king you wish that you could erase
But our influence engraved
Till the grave we remembered as some riders for the cause
You can't pimp me w a check, don't give a f*ck how much it cost
We ain't why the shit is bad, but don't mean we ain't faultless
You won't make my set dip, my niggas eat regardless
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
It's a cold world, $lim tell me how you do it
In this cold ass world, shit somebody gotta do it
And I do this
F*ck talkin bout that action, nigga prove it
All these years in the game
$100,000 chain but you claim you w the change
Niggas still sittin still talkin bout they wit the movement and clueless
Quit the bullshit
When y'all niggas gon quit the bullshit
War time, war time, who gon ride out
F*ck trump militants
Millions what I'm bout
All the real immigrants know that they ain't got no place
To tell a nigga where his place, get
The f*ck from our house
That we built
Put some respect on my race and suck a dick
Writer: ZaQuan Hamlett
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