Street So Cold

[Intro: Ryda & Quban]
(*gunshots and tires screeching*)
Shit, nigga, you aight, nigga?
Ahh...yeah, I'm aight
Shit, nigga, I'mma take you to the hospital
Nigga, the hospital? Nigga, take me to the fuckin' spot

[Verse: Ryda]
Look
I done made a difference
Smooth nigga, homie I done been faithful and be playin' wit' it
Ain't gon' lie, homie, hit the baddest hoes and some basic bitches
I done took some risks and I done played it safe
Really safe, my niggas
I done lost bread, made major figures
I done been a crook and I done been a victim
Went legit and I done worked the system
Been full of life and I been tired of livin'
"Jesus, take the wheel", you know, Lord willin'
What you want in life? Because it's your decision
Put in work or abort mission?
When you got position, it's a odd position
'Cause the opposition want y'all position
I was on my grind and I slipped up
Lost it all for 'bout six months
Stayed down, the shit picked up
Gotta do it all, you only live once
'Member days I went against the grain
Now I'm in the whip and just gripping grain
Cameras flash at events and things
Just some shit you gon' get from fame
I'm a real one
Pour some liquor, I'mma spill some
Talk business, we could build some
Issues, yeah, it's still some
Internal wounds that I ain't heal from
Pop bottles, then I sip some
This that feel, huh?
Yeah

[Outro: Ryda]
Try tell 'em that the streets so cold
I been ridin' through the city solo
I ain't really gotta worry 'bout my niggas
I know they all gon' stick to the code
And really I don't brag, I don't boast
I really like to keep it on the low
'Cause all my niggas gon' roll
Yeah, all my niggas on go
Try tell 'em that the streets so cold
I been ridin' through the city solo
I ain't really gotta worry 'bout my niggas
I know they all gon' stick to the code
And really I don't brag, I don't boast
I really like to keep it on the low
'Cause all my niggas gon' roll
Yeah, all my niggas on go