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carullo – cold lyrics

[chorus]
i come from a place where you know it gets cold, so we got to go flipping the snow
i keep the jacket for juggling jugging and dripping, i’m driven to go
black balaclava to come for the commas and cover the kid with the cloak
dreaming of feeling the sun in the winter, but that don’t mean s++t to them though

i’m from a place where you know it gets cold, so we got heaters there
i’m from a jungle, stay up with the lions ‘cause you know there’s cheaters there
b+++++s be missing on platinum plaque records, so i’m going to bеat you there
up in toronto go blanco for blanco, was destinеd to freeze, i swear

[verse]
i keep my vision on go, on a mission to stack, ain’t no limit on road
i lost my bro, and i ain’t been the same, working harder than ever to get out the snow
closer to quitting than winning, but b+++++s were grinning, so winning i go
want to put ice on my body, they wan’ put my body on ice, but i’m already cold

aim for the head like a red dot
man, i made it from the bottom like bedrock
and i’m onto bigger things, yeah
from the stand onto the rings, yeah
get it, get it, want it bad from a kid though
got my foot up on the gas, lot of indo
got a shot i cannot miss, yeah
lot of weight up on the sixth, yeah
i’m from a jungle, they catch you from riches to rags, got to switch it and hop on a track
i swear to god i turned prey to the predator, breaking no bread, ‘cause i starved, they got fat
watch those around you, not feeding your dogs, then they quick to turn ‘round and turn you to a snack
balling like kobe 2004, but ’05 how i’m finna depart from the shack

i swear to god they ain’t give me no chance when i said that i want to perform at a show
same ones who counted me out be the ones that be watching, and now i be counting their dough
i know i wasn’t expected to make it, my class onto white+collar work, but it choke
i cannot work to make someone else richer, they living to die, man, i’m living to go

stuck in a jungle, i feel like i’m george, but it snowing, so jung be the name for the bag
blowing the cash
either you running for life, or you fight to get right, i’mma blast
i get the digits, i run it up
i run it fast, run it up
shoot for the stars like astronomers
coldest, man check the thermometer

i’m from a place where you know it gets cold, so we got heaters there
i’m from a jungle, stay up with the lions ‘cause you know there’s cheaters there
b+++++s be missing on platinum plaque records, so i’m going to beat you there
up in toronto go blanco for blanco, was destined to freeze, i swear

- carullo lyrics

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