Look back on my past I'm amazed
I started from minimum wage
I quit I ain't give 'em a notice
Said f*ck that and gave me a raise
The city ain't show me no love
So I'm outta state gettin' paid
And lately I bool with my slime
But that don't mean that he a snake
I need me some racks in the safe
I f*ck up a check by the day
I'm puttin in 24/7 to 365
Aye I need me a break
My foot on the neck of these niggas
Who talk out they side and runnin' they mouth
My future ain't nothing like my past
Back then we thought it was a drought
And now the hoes f*ck with my sound
I give 'em a glance and they down
My diamonds they dancin' around
Im hot in the north and the south
Im hot in the east and the coast
I think we deservin' a toast
Cuz my niggas doin' the most
We had the crumbs way before we had loaves
We had the hoes way before you had that
We had the clout way before you had that
We in the cut in the back of the back
She do a TBT throwin it' back
Aye she throwin' it back
Yea she throwin' it back
Nigga my price nothin' less than a stack
I got 10 million worth on the Mac
Huh huh, keep it a stack
Rappers they givin' a f*ck about a list
Top 50 Papi on top of that shit
I'ma pick up a shift and I'm droppin' a bitch
She over you she on top of my dick
I'ma cop me a foreign, my name on the Forbes
Like f*ck it my nigga how rich can I get?
Okay, now I'm just talkin' my shit
How would you feel if you stuntin' like this
When you broke and you goin' in
Ridin' in a hoopty but you want a Benz
You with a girl but you want her friend
I'll get em all when I get me a M!
I'm finna double it up to the triple
I'm in the paint hittin' triple to the double
Keepin' it silent I'm keepin' it subtle
My shit on Khaled I got me another (Another one!)
Aye, they heard of me
They heard of me
Im heatin' this bitch to the third degree
Bet it up, certainly
My heart on my sleeve color burgundy
Yo bitch on my side yeah she workin' me
I'm lovin' the way that she doin' me
You chasin' the hoes not the bread?
Looked at him like what you just said?
Looked at him like what you just said?
Looked at him like what you just said?
You chasin' the hoes not the bread?
I'm chasin the latter instead
I pop out I'm gettin' me mine
She text she won't get a reply
It's blue but I left her on her red
My dawgs yeah they do what I said
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
My wrist and my diamonds on froze
I got me some benji's and hoes
And you bet I pull up with both
My niggas they pull up with both
Papi K - Heat in the Cold Lyrics
Papi K - Heat in the Cold Lyrics
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Look back on my past I'm amazed
I started from minimum wage
I quit I ain't give 'em a notice
Said f*ck that and gave me a raise
The city ain't show me no love
So I'm outta state gettin' paid
And lately I bool with my slime
But that don't mean that he a snake
I need me some racks in the safe
I f*ck up a check by the day
I'm puttin in 24/7 to 365
Aye I need me a break
My foot on the neck of these niggas
Who talk out they side and runnin' they mouth
My future ain't nothing like my past
Back then we thought it was a drought
And now the hoes f*ck with my sound
I give 'em a glance and they down
My diamonds they dancin' around
Im hot in the north and the south
Im hot in the east and the coast
I think we deservin' a toast
Cuz my niggas doin' the most
We had the crumbs way before we had loaves
We had the hoes way before you had that
We had the clout way before you had that
We in the cut in the back of the back
She do a TBT throwin it' back
Aye she throwin' it back
Yea she throwin' it back
Nigga my price nothin' less than a stack
I got 10 million worth on the Mac
Huh huh, keep it a stack
Rappers they givin' a f*ck about a list
Top 50 Papi on top of that shit
I'ma pick up a shift and I'm droppin' a bitch
She over you she on top of my dick
I'ma cop me a foreign, my name on the Forbes
Like f*ck it my nigga how rich can I get?
Okay, now I'm just talkin' my shit
How would you feel if you stuntin' like this
When you broke and you goin' in
Ridin' in a hoopty but you want a Benz
You with a girl but you want her friend
I'll get em all when I get me a M!
I'm finna double it up to the triple
I'm in the paint hittin' triple to the double
Keepin' it silent I'm keepin' it subtle
My shit on Khaled I got me another (Another one!)
Aye, they heard of me
They heard of me
Im heatin' this bitch to the third degree
Bet it up, certainly
My heart on my sleeve color burgundy
Yo bitch on my side yeah she workin' me
I'm lovin' the way that she doin' me
You chasin' the hoes not the bread?
Looked at him like what you just said?
Looked at him like what you just said?
Looked at him like what you just said?
You chasin' the hoes not the bread?
I'm chasin the latter instead
I pop out I'm gettin' me mine
She text she won't get a reply
It's blue but I left her on her red
My dawgs yeah they do what I said
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
My wrist and my diamonds on froze
I got me some benji's and hoes
And you bet I pull up with both
My niggas they pull up with both
I started from minimum wage
I quit I ain't give 'em a notice
Said f*ck that and gave me a raise
The city ain't show me no love
So I'm outta state gettin' paid
And lately I bool with my slime
But that don't mean that he a snake
I need me some racks in the safe
I f*ck up a check by the day
I'm puttin in 24/7 to 365
Aye I need me a break
My foot on the neck of these niggas
Who talk out they side and runnin' they mouth
My future ain't nothing like my past
Back then we thought it was a drought
And now the hoes f*ck with my sound
I give 'em a glance and they down
My diamonds they dancin' around
Im hot in the north and the south
Im hot in the east and the coast
I think we deservin' a toast
Cuz my niggas doin' the most
We had the crumbs way before we had loaves
We had the hoes way before you had that
We had the clout way before you had that
We in the cut in the back of the back
She do a TBT throwin it' back
Aye she throwin' it back
Yea she throwin' it back
Nigga my price nothin' less than a stack
I got 10 million worth on the Mac
Huh huh, keep it a stack
Rappers they givin' a f*ck about a list
Top 50 Papi on top of that shit
I'ma pick up a shift and I'm droppin' a bitch
She over you she on top of my dick
I'ma cop me a foreign, my name on the Forbes
Like f*ck it my nigga how rich can I get?
Okay, now I'm just talkin' my shit
How would you feel if you stuntin' like this
When you broke and you goin' in
Ridin' in a hoopty but you want a Benz
You with a girl but you want her friend
I'll get em all when I get me a M!
I'm finna double it up to the triple
I'm in the paint hittin' triple to the double
Keepin' it silent I'm keepin' it subtle
My shit on Khaled I got me another (Another one!)
Aye, they heard of me
They heard of me
Im heatin' this bitch to the third degree
Bet it up, certainly
My heart on my sleeve color burgundy
Yo bitch on my side yeah she workin' me
I'm lovin' the way that she doin' me
You chasin' the hoes not the bread?
Looked at him like what you just said?
Looked at him like what you just said?
Looked at him like what you just said?
You chasin' the hoes not the bread?
I'm chasin the latter instead
I pop out I'm gettin' me mine
She text she won't get a reply
It's blue but I left her on her red
My dawgs yeah they do what I said
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
They stay with the heat in the cold
My wrist and my diamonds on froze
I got me some benji's and hoes
And you bet I pull up with both
My niggas they pull up with both
Writer: Adam Katabay
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