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letra de cold - hypno carlito

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[intro]
([?])
(lda, get to the bag)

[verse 1]
all the people i done lost, this sh-t don’t hurt no more
quit that codeine, exotic weed, this sh-t don’t work no more
i done stopped trustin’ people, don’t tell me go, a n-gga learned before
my homie told me he ain’t like a man, he don’t know his worth no more
boy, i know the feelin’ tryna make a way ’cause you ain’t tryna serve no dope
i’ve been still prayin’ to the most high but i don’t go to church no more
late night thinkin’ ’bout my homies dyin’, that sh-t hurt my soul
shorty keep tellin’ me that she tryin’ but a n-gga trust so gone
[pre-chorus]
might cash out on some new pieces
just gave money to my nieces
made that bag off a new feature
i been fallin’ like i’m sinkin’
face-to-face with these old demons
they don’t know what i be thinkin’
big dreams, they tryna shrink ’em

[chorus]
why they do me so cold, cold?
seem like they don’t care about me
every time i wake up someone tell me it’s a dead body
i’ve been tryna focus, i been fallin’ back on everybody
comin’ from the ghetto this sh-t cold, cold
i just let my phone ring
everybody say they love me but who knows me?
we done really made it to floor seats, we was in nosebleeds

[verse 2]
every time my family see me they say i’m the chosen one
i just hugged a mama, she was cryin’, she lost her only son
i remember runnin’ to free [?] like how them police come
tie my son shoes like, “pay attention, i’m tryna show you somethin'”
pain runnin’ all up in your veins, you ain’t the only one
i just bent that block and spinned that block, i’m tryna score me somethin’
foenem get that drop, i’m tryna pop out, i can’t go for nothin’
it get real scary in those trenches, you get lost in them
[chorus]
why they do me so cold, cold?
seem like they don’t care about me
every time i wake up someone tell me it’s a dead body
i’ve been tryna focus, i been fallin’ back on everybody
comin’ from the ghetto this sh-t cold, cold
i just let my phone ring
everybody say they love me but who knows me?
we done really made it to floor seats, we was in nosebleeds

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