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t-rob - coldest thing lyrics

[intro]
(t+rob beatz)
(rc beats on the f+ckin’ track)
i’ve been hurt too many times
staying to myself i don’t need no one playing with my money
everybody got a turn just know it comes with perfect timing
i’m a man girl i can take it don’t be beating my ears what i seen (yuh)

[chorus 1]
watch them come and watch them go (gone)
they can’t harm me lord i’m on (i’m on)
i speak poems these ain’t songs (these ain’t songs)
i been fighting my whole life i feel like connor (mhmm)

boxed in the corner
lying to my honor
i ain’t have no help i had to figure out my problems
when i get the money i straight send it to my momma
locked inside the congo
i made it out the jungle (yeah)

[verse]
you know i’m further than they said
went harder than they did
who harder than the kid
turned a dollar to a ten
turned a ten to a hunnit
turned a hunnit to a m
and now they like look at him
i come through in the big body jeep truck or the benz
had to tell these people never sleep on xho cuz he hard
don’t give ‘em everything you know you gotta save your heart
you gotta do your job just know you gotta save your dogs

even if they behind the wall you gotta pick up every call
and you gotta cut em off soon as you see a n+gga flaw
i’m tryna shine yeah been grinding i’m tryna ball
them some of mine yeah
free slime yeah, free ‘em all
remember i failed i tried again i took a lost
i do my time yeah i’m solid i take the charge
n0body riding with you, you get behind them walls
now look at my diamonds my chain hittin’ niagara falls

[verse 2]
yeah, yeah
they do what i saying
even if i said it
lets go to war i’m ready

riding in that car got k!ll tech
i really need lil kel back
i went n bought two h+llcats
then i wrecked the h+llcats
i been focused getting older
i ain’t with the getting over
bro get bags from 7eleven
make a call he send him over (mhmm)
i really mean that
people come inside my life and leave i really seen that

i’m doing better
this ap on the bezel
i don’t really f+ck with n+ggas they wanna leave i let ‘em
i’m major i can’t settle
i’m major you needa thank me
two thousand on some leather
forty thousand on the ap

oh yeah
bro crashed like car wreck
grabbed the cuban offset
for my son he all set

rappers with the car kit
barely i don’t park sh+t
i pull in through the apartment
to pull up on my dawg them

[chorus 2]
and we locked in this forever lord
going to the top go head and set it off
they said i’d lose i told ‘em bet it up (oh no)
and i can’t love you right i had to let you know (no no)
know i keep that rod on me and this sh+t all chrome
gotta see my diamonds know these b+tches rose gold
i make a winter storm they like xho you so cold
yeah i know, tryna put us all on [so cold]

- t rob lyrics

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