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letra de the day i turned cold - el hitta

[intro]
rjae on the track!

[chorus]
word around town, they don’t know who a young n-gga is
at the same time tryna look and see how a young n-gga livin’
we was all young with a small gun, in the streets i kept the heat
cause i ain’t want my relatives knowing what the f-ck i done did
the day i turned cold was the day i put my head in to freeze
the day i turned cold was the day i lost a really close friend
the day i turned cold was the day that i could never love again
the day i turned cold was the day i realized i could win

[verse 1]
ever since the day i turned cold
i could turn gouda into gold
but i did not know which way to go
n-ggas dying, so lay low
tеll me how i’m supposed to feel (yeah)
lost a lot of pеople in the air
think about them, and i still care
there’s a reason i’m still here
i’ve seen a lot of people leave here
[?]
look up in the eyes and the way i talk
you can tell that i’m full of tears
ain’t no way them n-ggas changed on me
don’t [?] me to switching gears
gotta thank god for the way i move
every night i gotta say a prayer
[verse 2]
the day that i turned cold, i felt old
all this pain inside of me but no one knows
achieve my goals
just the other night i had a dream i got booked for a pole
and inside my dream, my brother tried to k!ll me
lord, [?]

[verse 3]
i got a red dot, i feel like rudolph
one of my dawgs gone, he need a new pole
walk in the bank with the [?] cause you know i’m authentic
and you know my money is too tall
laughing at n-ggas like my name is duvall
sip with the rock, man i think i need 2 b-lls
i’ma tell you right away, i ain’t riding that [?]
so f-ck it i need me a new [?]
[verse 4]
i carry my bl!ck every day
if i don’t get you, my brother gon’ get you
on [?] but you gonna die either way
you cannot stay here, this ain’t no daycare
this is my life, i don’t wake up and play
life is too short, i love people i [?]
that’s why i wake up and i pray
he is a goofy, put on my mask, spooky
can’t let the universe lose me
you think it’s chicken i come out the cut with a biscuit
i open, i give them a 2-piece
i don’t like groupies, because they givin’ out cooties
and she felt whatever, she cannot stop choosing
i hit the booth, now i’m boothin’

- el hitta

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