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issa gold - cold summer (reprise) lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m a terrible listener, i should start talking less
miscommunication making a mess
before we finish one thought, we thinking what to say next
quiet that mind
there’s a beauty in the silence, had a drink with father time
told me, there was never really a future, that sh+t’s a lie
and all the past sh+t you been through, you could dash it to the side
only thing that really exist is the present current now
if you learn to cherish the moment, you’ll manipulate time
time’s an illusion like valentine’s day cupid
just a concept that was made to keep track of what we was doing
like a global day planner
step by step, you could reach the top like climbing ladders, you’d find me sitting by saturn

[chorus]
millionth step off of the earth, chasing nirvana
n+ggas built a house out of the dirt, devil came knocking
“do you got any sugar? or is your mind f+cking salty?”
watching other n+ggas prosper gon’ f+ck up your sh+t, homie

[verse 2]
tryna avoid twelve holes, no baker’s dozen
learned i’m too trusting, can’t let your friends play you like new puppets
new hundreds climbed to the top, i’m needing new summits
cool coming, n+ggas they make me nauseous, need two stomachs
shoes running, stood in our place and n+ggas ain’t do nothing
i did something, brought ’em the light, on golden platters
sipped beer inside of the tavern, with bad ones i had the salmon
i was comfy, adapt to surroundings, i’m always lovely
sitting pretty with a thing that’s so bad she make me look ugly
had the n+gga tap his friend like she gotta love him for money
you should guess again
the way that i talk they thinking i’m heaven sent
the sh+t that you be talking, she thinking that y’all was better friends
solace born a son of man and learned to never show his hand
cold world, n+ggas would set up and rob they own mans
i know the game, i used to see skimp n+ggas ounces, a couple grams
and package that back up and resell that sh+t in another bag
[chorus]
millionth step off of the earth, chasing nirvana
n+ggas built a house out of the dirt, devil came knocking
“do you got any sugar? or is your mind f+cking salty?”
watching other n+ggas prosper gon’ f+ck up your sh+t, homie

[verse 3]
walking up to heaven, they told me i wasn’t good enough
chalk it up to something i did, a n+gga was down on luck
wish that i could turn back time and clean my karma up
but nothing stuck inside of the past should make you get worrisome
it’s time to move forward, my mind be soaring
thinking ’bout the future, but you trapped inside the moment
n+ggas coming for my head, i stood inside his face, stoic
tried to period my life, we turned this sh+t to semi colons
i got more coming
solace is a cold summer
bringing out my own thunder
fed but i got more hunger
head is like my own jungle
grip is tight, i can’t fumble
arrogant, but stay humble
flexing out, but stay subtle
all muscle
came a long way from doing drugs inside the staircase
grands in the safe, i stacked it up like it’s my birthday
hand on my faith and with this feeling make the earth quake
student to the game, remember days i was in worse shape
[chorus]
millionth step off of the earth, chasing nirvana
n+ggas built a house out of the dirt, devil came knocking
“do you got any sugar? or is your mind f+cking salty?”
watching other n+ggas prosper gon’ f+ck up your sh+t, homie
millionth step off of the earth, chasing nirvana
n+ggas built a house out of the dirt, devil came knocking
“do you got any sugar? or is your mind f+cking salty?”
watching other n+ggas prosper gon’ f+ck up your sh+t, homie

- issa gold lyrics

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