COLD NIGHTS LYRICS

(VERSE 1)

I've been drinkin' more I've been caring less damn that's make quite the combination
Ive been giving more while receiving less way too tired of the complications
I've been workin' more how I'm making less please explain why my pockets aching
The way I live my life is so impractical but at the same time ya watching greatness

Bitches show me love I don't ask for much except for good pussy and conversation
She taste sweeter than some apple cider last thing i need is my condom breakin'
Ive been beaten down profiled against
The streets love me but congress hate me
For that we give thanks to Ronald Reagan, since he the reason that product makin'

My whole neighborhood turn cold and my people die
Im tryna Balance out cuz i don't like the lows but I've fiend the highs
Bitch I'm Motivated going places tryna Keep my dream alive
I Asked God for help but why don't he reply , pick up your phone man I Need a sign

Then I realized I won't Take L's Id rather Take action
Cuz You can do anything with a pure heart and with a Greater passion
But Since I Only got one shot you know I'm finna Aim high
Knowing damn well I'm gonna Make mine but this shit is gon take time cuz

(CHORUS)

I remember them cold nights and cold days
Way back They used to tell me No way
Now we getting on what the fuck are they gon say
They just mad that I made it out in my own way

I remember em cold nights (yayaya)
I remember em cold nights (yayaya)
Doing shit that was so wrong , never felt so right
Tryna get my dough right.. For all the days that I remembered em cold nights (yayaya)

(VERSE 2)

I've always wanted something better my whole life (yayaya)
Taking chances in the field like I'm finna roll dice (yayaya)
Arrest first ask question later the police never read no rights with they sirens looking like strobe lights oh my (yayaya)

You outta know that I'm here to stay
If you in my path better clear the way
I ain't living good but I'm feelin' great
Cuz Its just a matter of time
You can't match my passion or drive
Watchu know about having to grind
I was workin 3 jobs while I trapped on the side

Put my life in these rhymes so you can fantasize on the side and see what it Be like
For a young nigga coming from the east side
Who Need that money cuz we all tryna Eat right?
This is my odyssey but it's the Rewrite
See I'm mix between Homer with the pen writing epics and Odysseus getting stronger with Each fight

To withstand ya negativity and Reach heights
And Be a beacon in the streets cuz we need light
It Really ain't making sense
But at the same time I'm remaining blessed
Shoutout to the Fam cuz they made the best
So I Won't stop til they no longer facing debt
Cuz Through all the obstacles and times that we was down lord knows that I can't forget

(CHORUS)