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mistah kye - hot gone cold lyrics

[intro]
i just wanted to say that honestly
i made a big+ass mistake
and… hopefully, one day you’ll forgive me
but yeah…
yo, have you ever made a hot girl cold?
have you seen a ten turn into a twelve?
or a sixteen+bar turn into a hit then quit
‘cause you ain’t tryna run the world?
i know i messed up, but imma fix up
i miss you the most
you make me better, you heal my soul
that’s why you’re my favourite girl

[chorus]
the hot girls wanna fix and change me
the cold ones always call me crazy
my right hand tried to snake me, brazy
the right+hand man got cut, no safety
i try to do good, but the good don’t pay me
they say i’m erratic, i just want patterns
we push up forward, like counterattacking
you’re with me now like i was in fashion
fashion, they stop and stare when i’m rapping
the rap garn pay when they say that i’m snapping
i’m mapping a route that the world ain’t see
my g’s get p, it’s the bag we’re catching
black nike techs, no matter the weather
we know summer nights still get cold
i’m a boiling stove, sitting in the snow
it’s crazy how the hot gets cold
[verse 1]
f+ck all the talking—i get up and go
realised i was f+cking tripping
froze my wrist tryna freeze some time
but there’s so much ice, with this ice i’m slipping
lost my friend and i f+cking miss him
ayy, listen—
why fake n+ggas still here living?
i get heat burn from burning bridges
the bridge gets burnt when guys start b+tching
hot girls call my phone when i’m ghosting
cold ones ghosting more than me
she say that my p+ss tastes better than water
that means she can get hydrated for free
what’s mine is mine; what’s yours is mine
they die to live; we live to die
ice in my veins, but the heart i got is hot
wanna know what it’s like?

[chorus]
the hot girls wanna fix and change me
the cold ones always call me crazy
my right hand tried to snake me, brazy
the right+hand man got cut, no safety
i try to do good, but the good don’t pay me
they say i’m erratic, i just want patterns
we push up forward, like counterattacking
you’re with me now like i was in fashion
fashion, they stop and stare when i’m rapping
the rap garn pay when they say that i’m snapping
i’m mapping a route that the world ain’t see
my g’s get p, it’s the bag we’re catching
black nike techs, no matter the weather
we know summer nights still get cold
i’m a boiling stove, sitting in the snow
it’s crazy how the hot gets cold
[verse 2]
if you ain’t the boss or the ceo
then we ain’t got nu’in in common
we grind all day—if the p’s never land
don’t trip, i’ll just start robbin’
i know it ain’t right; they say that i wing it
no matter the cost, i’m always in profit
some guys don’t like to see you win
but it’s calm—frienemies get dropped, no worries
she holds me down when i start to tweak
and deep all the sh+t that i went through
i know it’s my fault how i turn them cold
but n0body’s colder than me
i’m your ice+cold drink; you’re my hot, hot meal
and i couldn’t believe that i left you stale
you went cold on me, i ain’t warming you up
‘cause i’m cold myself, get burnt by the chills

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