Cold Front

Hello?

[Verse: Sam Lucia]
Welcome to the cold front
Where everybody raisin' cold ones
And everybody think they owed one
'Cause they repped So Lo at our show once
Please don't crack under pressure
Rest assured we gon' get it by any measure
Already special, they ain't giving everybody medals
Participation is a game I got to score to settle
I see Jeffe twistin' knobs like he AM
We fightin' feelin's, writin' demons til the day end
So we be pourin' up, and all they say is, "Say when"
Oh lord, baby boy out the play pen

I'mma hit 'em with the magic stick
And if you doubt it, I'mma hit you with the blackest dick (ho)
I know a couple girls who talkin' to us different
Dudes sendin' mixtapes wantin' us to listen, oh
Gang gang, they fuckin' with the vision
Yeah mane, they fuckin' with the vision
Same name, but they treat us like we gifted
In thrifted denim, spittin' venom to the children

But I'm paranoid of change
What if my brother can't look at me the same
'Cause I been OT since 2-13
And my sisters, same damn thing
Inhale, inhale, smile, wave
Be chill, this a cold front thang
Keep it zipped up, til you lift up, til you got the heat
Then ask yourself if you want it, or a wannabe

[Outro: Female voice]
When you said you were leaving, I didn't expect it so soon
I knew it's what you wanted but I kept thinking there was something else I could do to make you stay
I didn't know what would make you so happy and I-