(Damn, Skipass, it's a whole 'nother wave right here)
(Damn, Aarne go crazy on this motherfuckers)

Live in a cold world, shit, live in a cold world, shit
I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl
F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world
Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl
Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur
Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her
Keep a ratchet bitch on the zone, I'm tired of her
Came from poverty, I'm the same, oh, I'm tired of her

Yeah, mm-mm
I been runnin' through that money, baby, mm-mm
I just crossed 'em out, baby, mm-mm
I just want you to understand, girl, I will kill you, no cap in that
Heard your time out, you bouncin' back
Two-tens on the fast one, SRV jet
Baby, I can feel you
Everythin' you sayin' 'bout me, you kept it true
I just took an opp block, cut it in two
I just took an opp block and I swept it like brooms
StickBaby goin' so, so dumb, yeah, he missin' some screws
Yeah, I got a big bag, flood my mouth and mama them too
Yeah, my daddy had a scar, man we gettin' money, gettin' it too

Live in a cold world, shit, live in a cold world, shit
I got the drop on your clique, I got the drop on your girl
F&N sticks, yeah, I end your world
Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl
Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur
Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her
Keep a ratchet bitch on the zone, I'm tired of her
Came from poverty, I'm the same, oh, I'm tired of her

Jackman, goddamn, why they take Jackman?
Man, yeah, we crash your block like a soda can
I ain't scared of you, I'm a God fearin' man
But I wear Fear of God shoes, damn
Shit, get your weight up
Shit, I'm gettin' so high, I'm strung out on the paper
Shit, I wanted to move when she called me, I hit the ho later
Yeah, my hitters, they run up my side, shit, just like a pager
Yeah, they hate, you know I'm on my grind, goin' up, escalator
Yeah, I shot 'em point-blank range, like a Fader
Doin' every point, I don't need a fader
I do what the fuck I want, nigga, I ain't stand no hater
I learned that from Lil Gotit

Live in a cold world, shit, live in a cold world, shit (slatt, Gotit)
I got the drop on his clique, I got the drop on your girl (yeah, slimeball)
F&N and sticks, yeah, I end your world
Yeah, I fuck on your main bitch, yeah, she gon' curl
Yeah, I came from sleepin' on palettes, yeah, right by the spur
Cater to my main bitch, I put diamonds on her
Keep a ratchet bitch on the zone, I'm tired of her
Came from poverty, I'm the same, oh, I'm tired of her

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Hagan Jeffrey Lange, Kulachkov Fedor Iurevich, Mircea Papusoi, Raqhid Jevon Render