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veezay - cold streets lyrics

(verse 1)
these cold+ass streets don’t love n0body
i was broke as f+ck, with a strap and a hobby
mama cried while i loaded up heat
said “don’t go,” but i ran to the beef
ain’t no peace where i’m from, it’s war
you either sell dope or you kick in doors
lost my brother to a fake lil’ op
he died in the winter, face cold on the block
trust? f+ck that, they all gon’ flip
you the plug ‘til your shooter turn snitch
real pain in my chest every time i think
popped too many pills, can’t afford to blink

(chorus)
cold streets, no mercy, no breaks
you live or die, no room for mistakes
i came up hard, had to grind through h+ll
every story i spit, yeah, it’s pain i tell
cold streets, cold steel, cold heart
i been numb since the f+ckin’ start
ain’t no fairytale, this life ain’t sweet
you either shoot first or you bleed in the street

(verse 2)
i seen kids get hit for a name
i seen mothers lose sons to the game
i been up three nights, no sleep
just chasin’ revenge in these f+cked up streets
i don’t care ’bout your chain or your whip
i done robbed boys who talked that sh+t
cold like the metal i keep on my side
every opp i see might not survive
death close, i can feel it in the breeze
these streets raise k!llers, not kings
i got scars from the days i starved
now i’m heartless, walkin’ with god
(chorus)
cold streets, no mercy, no breaks
you live or die, no room for mistakes
i came up hard, had to grind through h+ll
every story i spit, yeah, it’s pain i tell
cold streets, cold steel, cold heart
i been numb since the f+ckin’ start
ain’t no fairytale, this life ain’t sweet
you either shoot first or you bleed in the street

- veezay lyrics

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