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wara - when it's cold out lyrics

[verse 1: wara]
bounce back like dwayne carter, you oughta applaud him
in this moment of stardom, that fifteen minutes of fame
done came and went already, chain is gettin’ heavy
the game done left me heartless, where do i even start this?
uh, yeah, but f+ck it, just push the b+tton
you know better, you know them n+ggas frontin’
he won’t let up, heritage, gorilla, no n+gga f+ckin’ with him
not even in the slightest, my shawty head the brightest
roll up the bless, fingertips on midas
listen, mister, every f+ckin’ verse is scripture
you’re dealin’ with a future five percenter
who needs every cent if i said it, that’s what i meant
[chorus: wara]
man, i come alive in the winter time
you coldhearted n+gga, you don’t feel nothin’
what happened to your smile? ain’t seen it in a while
maybe you should give ’em somethin’ to talk about
man, i come alive in the winter time
you coldhearted n+gga, you don’t feel nothin’
what happened to your smile? ain’t seen it in a while
maybe you should give ’em somethin’ to talk about

[verse 2: grip]
uh, i had dreams of runnin’ this sh+t
my tank was on empty, my phone was on twenty percent
checkin’ my bank account ‘fore i purchase my next meal
to see how much money was spent
dollar menu, order accordingly, uh
or come up short, jumped in this sport with no sort of support
kicked out of college, mission abort, was forced to resort
chip on my shoulder like a orphan, feel myself morphin’
no endorphins could ease this pain
not even morphine in enormous portions
your best sh+t, i could come up with better while sittin’ on the porch
my next sh+t, scorchin’, i invested ‘stead of gettin’ my neck lit just to sh+t on my exes
i’d rather get me a check and then put it away for the day that i exit
stackin’ the sh+t up like tetris
[verse 3: wara]
yeah, yeah, you ain’t got ’em started, they left me departed
now i’m goin’ r+t+rded on every beat that i get on
sh+t on all the haters and tell them n+ggas [?]
goin’ through my phases, i was tryna catch the rhythm
i do a hundred on the dash and my b+tch so bad
lord, i hope i don’t crash, sh+t
when you’re livin’ in the past, this the limit, this the test
lord knows i’m tryna pass it

- wara lyrics

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