Cold

[Chorus: ian]
My shoulder got way too cold, I'm starting to turn everybody away from me
My shooter damn way too cold, you better start runnin' [?] dangerous
I gave you my favorite coat, whatever it costs to call you my bae
You know you my favorite ho, you make me a call, I'm on my way

[Post-Chorus: ian]
[?] talk about what next, I don't think that it look too good for us
And I don't wanna talk 'bout how you feel
Every morning, I doubt if I'm good enough
Keeping in touch every four, five days
I'm starting to think that's not too good for us
[?]
Got kickback shit, go du-du-du

[Verse 1: ian]
[?]
I'll get back to you tomorrow
I know we was late to the start
But I'm good right here for a while
I'm good right here for the night
We'll make your bed in the morning
Tryna keep my head up high
It's the space right here [?]
It's no one to blamе, the feeling's the same, it's still gon' [?] diffеrent
I'm losing my brain, been spending my days just looking for something that's missing
You play with the gang, we won't leave you one trace, can't take heat, get out the kitchen
I'm staying the same, I'm paving my way, can't take me out of commission

[Chorus: ian]
My shoulder got way too cold, I'm starting to turn everybody away from me
My shooter damn way too cold, you better start runnin' [?] dangerous
I gave you my favorite coat, whatever it costs to call you my bae
You know you my favorite ho, you make me a call, I'm on my way (I'm sick of running from myself)

[Verse 2: kuru]
Yuh, [?] top with a tank
I [?] like I walk through the bank
And me and my brodies like Ratchet and Clank
Bro, go take a shower, I swear that you stank
Bitch, I'm pourin' up, this ain't even drank
And I know that fk got my flame
Bitch, I'm with my bestie, pockets hefty, and we hop in a [?] (Yuh)
[?] got my sticks, why they talking shit? I don't even understand it (Shit)
I can never quit, I [?], I don't wanna make 'em panic
You ain't even slick, you ain't got a stick, boy, I think you going manic
I ain't wanna admit, your girl throwing hits, I ain't even really plan this (Yuh)
[?]
I had to go put the flow on display
I fuck around, put it [?]
I fuck around, throw a band to your face
I fuck around, and they saying, "Hooray"
[?]
[?]
Boy, you been yappin' for years [?]
Better not play with the mob, can't guarantee that you'll leave in, like, one piece
Like, why you keep buying these clothes? I swear that you couldn't afford your lil' month lease
[?] I don't even wanna be in that country

[Chorus: ian]
My shoulder got way too cold, I'm starting to turn everybody away from me
My shooter damn way too cold, you better start runnin' [?] dangerous
I gave you my favorite coat, whatever it costs to call you my bae
You know you my favorite ho, you make me a call, I'm on my way

[Post-Chorus: ian]
[?] talk about what next, I don't think that it look too good for us
And I don't wanna talk 'bout how you feel
Every morning, I doubt if I'm good enough
Keeping in touch every four, five days
I'm starting to think that's not too good for us
[?]
Got kickback shit, go du-du-du