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muzascorner - so cold lyrics

so cold lyrics
[intro]

ima be alive, no matter how hard they try
ima be alive, side to side with ride+or+dies
never going blind, i’m keeping my goals on sight
take a hit and then i fly, 089 to 065

[verse 1]

i got white friends, tattoos all on their bodys, might be blacker than me
those white girls got the best of me charming, might eat ’em up bon appétit
when my hype ends ima still be in that foreign (vroom)
might put some ice on my t++th
got that ice age, but need attourneys ‘cuz i’m burnin’ sh+t everytime i release
my fade’s on zero ‘n i look in the mirror huh
measure ‘dem 90 degrees on my edges (godd+mn)
your girl texts ily but i decline in past and present
now she asks me why, i tell her a brother still gotta be goin’ to heaven (amen)
and now she texts back lol, i laugh out loud no league of legends
no feelings fighting for freedom (what), but i ain’t been laying in chains (nah)
got sterling ’round my neck, bracelets on deck okay okay
catch me standing on my feet, don’t take defeats i stand the pain
while out here lasting in the heat my demons coming through the rain
in the booth three days in a row three hits i call that hattrick
not gon’ lie my brother, you been working too
but your vocals sound like adlibs (b+tch)
no go if a brother does fold, no heart if your soul got sold
that’s why i feel so cold
[chorus]

‘dem man hate me they way too old, i’m way too cold, no label i might go solo
but ‘dem gyal love me, don’t wanna get of me, they riding a g like polo
got hype energy but lying to me, fake friends are a bunch of f+cking bozos
alone in the snow on the road, hublot as cold as i look on photos
‘dem man hate me i’m way too cold, no label i might go solo
but ‘dem gyal love me, don’t wanna get of me, they riding a g like polo
got hype energy but lying to me, fake friends are a bunch of f+cking bozos
alone in the snow on the road, hublot as cold as i look on photos

[verse 2]

seen a n+gga dressed up in nike, sportlich sportlich not a hypebeast (no)
drip similar to lil lightskin, dressed like him but don’t sing highpitch (aye aye aye)
own label got no franchise but i’m still shinin’ in my white tee
black shorts white socks, sippin’ slow on icetea
i could speak any language you think of and you can tell that musa’s hungry (yessir)
put food on my plate, been cooking up while you still call for mumzy (mommy)
you looking for trouble and dip like kids who still wear f+cking onezies (p+ssy)
if you tryna test be ready for me getting back with your ex
while you still make assumptions
show up to the show, roll up, show out they say i’m showing off
pull up with the squad off vodka+bull and gas that makes you cough
tough love, people call me a dog, they label my raps as barkin’
tough to find me a job ‘cuz i tend to write like kanye west is talkin’
i’m all about snowflakes, but i don’t like crystals
a cold wall from head to toe, protected from the blizzard
young n+gga with a mouth full of gold
ain’t no steam when i’m breathing, i’m turnin’ cold, so cold, so cold
[chorus]

[outro]

ima be alive, no matter how hard they try
ima be alive, side to side with ride+or+dies
never going blind, i’m keeping my goals on sight
take a hit and then i fly, 089 to 065

- muzascorner lyrics

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