Cold Blood Lyrics

Cold Blood lyrics

Yo Gotti

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Yo Gotti - Cold Blood lyrics
(Hook)
Started from the ground
Building to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(Verse 1: Yo Gotti)
If I could paint a picture
I would show the image of a thug henny
Yeah, run away nigga
Popping pain killers
Praying for a call, four dogs with them pistols
Natural born killers
We sold crack to his mother, he turn his back on his brothers
Killed his partner for the plug
He think everything a hustle
Cold motherfucker,
Oh no, I’m black hearted,
No feelings, just a gun
We done raved in the kitchens
Not to mention all the holes in his pistols
So homies think the whole world against him
Play ball, coach best him, grandpa
Playin extra, he raised in Mississippi but he moved out to Memphis
Kill a heart with doubt
So homie touch and she grab
This a C trail rap, come fight that slap
Shutdown, do crap, this town back out, damn

(Pre-Hook)
And from the ground
We build it to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(Hook)
Started from the ground
Building to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(Verse 2: J. Cole)
Here’s a voice for the voiceless
My words like multiple choice to the choiceless
Emerge like a search light in the darkness
For this young, black carcass
My niggas either join the Armed Forces, or they corpses now
In God we trust But it’s bucks that we worship, now
Boy that root of evil gon’ forever rule the people
See, I seen just what that fast money gon’ come and do to people
Hit a lick, it was a hit
He said, “Lets go and do the sequel”
But his, nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, now
Feeling guilty, "What would Momma think about me?"
Told’ em, think about it nigga, won't you think about it now?
But he was money hungry
Plus he trigger happy
So they hopped up in the Caddy
Burnt his pack, just like a Stevian
Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM
Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial
For a murder that he ain’t commit
Tears soak the handkerchief

(Pre-Hook)
And from the ground
We build it to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(Hook)
Started from the ground
Building to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(Verse 3: Yo Gotti)
Lights off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen
Nigga hungry, mom embarrassed so she dumb enough to mention it
Grandma wanna help but mama ego kickin in
She a hustler, she don’t need no help raisin her kids
Bills came, got a reason to stay strong
Swear that she ain’t never shown weakness, real shit
That created the hunger
And that make the monsters
Got the game from our mama and that’s some ill shit
13 on the block, he was a little kid
In the kitchen, on the stove like it’s a cook out
No nigga mouth to the game, could put a book out
Right when he thought it was over he got cooked out (bang)
Planes leaking it, she make them handy but see it coming
Hear the hitters, he won’t focus so he died over nothing
No revenge, with his friends shooting dice
Bet again, when the noose take it off, took out by his own men

(Pre-Hook)
And from the ground
We build it to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(Hook)
Started from the ground
Building to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga

(x2)
They say the good die young and that’s the truth
My nigga floatin up in heaven now and that’s the proof
I ain’t make it to the funeral but homie rest in peace
If this world get too cold I hope one day you rescue me
Nigga maybe we can fly someday
We could fly someday
Yea, up in the sky someday
Do real niggas get to heaven? – that’s the shit I asked the reverend
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