chris cold - inna spiral lyrics
intro/bridge:
money, ooh yeah i got it woah
20/20, presidential with the diamonds froze
in your city, where i’m tryna have bout 50 shows
i know you see me, and you watchin’ how i take it over
verse 1:
i’m just waiting on my time
imma go and get mine
gotta win the race
i’m on go, like it’s drivetime
me ‘n’ my wrist bust down
like an open pipeline
my n-ggas we gonna wine and dine
i’m higher than a kite line
you know where i be
blowin’ gas like a wind chime (i’m blowin’ gas)
reppin’ double c’s
chris cold like it’s [?]
you ain’t cool as me
got the link on my neck
keep the af’s on my feet
with the check on the end line
i need that b-a-g
with the cash on the inside (i need the guap)
i get that 2 oz
and blow it all in a weeks time
momma don’t worry bout me
cause i promise imma be fine (promise imma be fine, i promise imma be fine)
i can’t f-ck with n0body
i don’t have a reason to
i’m ballin’ and i never choked
the whole year my season ooh
i’ll be up so high
first cl-ss be the move (first cl-ss be the move, first cl-ss be the move)
chorus:
won’t catch you ‘round me
if you not the team
won’t catch me ‘round town
i cannot be seen
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
bridge:
in your city, where i’m tryna have bout 50 shows
i know you see me, and you watchin’ how i take it over
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
verse 2:
how could you hate the man
i’m just stickin’ to the plan
gotta get it my way
only way that i can
i ain’t playin’ no guitar
gotta go and get these bands
and you know that imma eat
got the whole way planned
in the trans, get a chance
i’m the man run the land
you ain’t next, contraband
got no friends in the end
get the check like finesse
when i’m up you can’t catch
get the rest, do my dance
show no love, nothing less
come on lil boy get your guap up
who the f-ck is gon stop us
i got the key and this game is a locker
i’ll get the fabrics way, way before the pop-up
chorus:
won’t catch you ‘round me
if you not the team
won’t catch me ‘round town
i cannot be seen
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
i moved onto better things
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