Cold (Off Warmth LP)

[Verse 1: MoRuf]
It's like a jungle sometimes, that make me wonder
Why these shawties always wilding
But always give me they number
Sleeping on a nigga, it remind me of a slumber
LDB Immature little drummer boy
Why they making noise, homie always movin’ pois
Gettin’ off, feeling like I’m Pastor Troy
That's a ripoff, drop the kids off
Why they try'nna figure me out like a jigsaw puzzle
Remember when your cousin used to hustle
The 40z we used to guzzle, He wilding, gettin' to trouble
Father'll smack you, mama'll hug you and say I love you
Tough love, I'm chilling with my posse
Homies scrolling up like I’m ?????
Shoutout to Tati, hella toast to that Ladi Dadi
We were 17 when dreams of pushing bugattis
But I know he got me, homie prolly book that oochie wally
Reminiscing chill with shawtys named Irena
Yeah, she was a dream I swear to God my ghetto ballerina
Have you seen her?
Father used to smoke them black amounts, he’s a steamer
He even put some kilos where he had the bimmer
Shawty always told me that she love me, bless me with the dubbies
Crazy how she always had a hubby
It's crazy how the story never really told
You hella bold, I swear to God shawty hella cold

[Chorus]
Why you so cold to me
Why you so cold to me
And I'm begging you please stop
Stop
Why you so cold to me
Why you so cold to me
And I'm begging you please

[Verse 2: MoShadee]
Who made you that way, ya Poppa, Ex, baby-daddy?
After I hit it, see nigga gave you the fatty
You’ve never fucked with a real ‘til you had me
Hop up, throw clothes on then, peel off up in a cabby
But takes two puffs of the reefer before I slide
Can’t hold it down but you want a piece of the pie
You quick to turn up, like a week in July
You the reason why niggas keep a piece on the side
Keep your feet and your eyes on the road
I was thinking we could be together one day
Whether on a bus or we was whippin’ in Hyundai
‘Least the pussy was good like cooking on a Sunday
True, my main man said stay cool
That’s the only thing we always know how to do
It’s better things for tomorrow, for tomorrow, so my dawg don’t complain
Nigga charge it to the game
Man these b*tches all the same
I kept it raw so what you leaving for?
Oh you wanna attempt an even score?
Leave you love and keep my needing more?
This ain’t nothing I ain’t seen before
Drown my sorrows in a freaky whore

[Chorus]
Why you so cold to me
Why you so cold to me
And I'm begging you please stop
Stop
Why you so cold to me
Why you so cold to me
And I'm begging you please

[Verse 3: Ivan Ave]
I done heard
Pillow talk in french, arabic, swahili
Been around the block more times than the sidewalk you feel me
Been up in a goddess feeling like the prophecy was in me
Ended up a product of an environment full of sinning
Started out pure hearted but got with it
Jersey to oslo, the devil rock prada, the pussy pop wheelies
I was out with the committe
Celebrating my arrival to the city
I got talking to this bitty
My first night in the o
She took me by the hand through streets i ain't know
Straight to her penthouse home
Im like damn you making bread
She like
I share this crib with my ex
No its cool
Really we just friends
Im like
Why are you
Telling me this while im giving you head
I ain't knownow i give you the shivers on his bed
She low key introduced me to him later that spring he said
Yo ave
I really fuck with that latest shit you did with fred
Oh
Thats some cold ass business
Now i go to sleep with a queen
She dont know how i was living
But i wake up in cold sweats from the same dream
Ghosts from the past singing
Why you so cold ave
You killing us

[Chorus]
Why you so cold to me
Why you so cold to me
And I'm begging you please stop
Stop
Why you so cold to me
Why you so cold to me
And I'm begging you please