Album : Word Of Mouf
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It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I can hear that wind blowing
You say it don't get cold in C P
Well, niggas it's been snowing
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowing
Even if we subject to change
Come up out them diamonds and rings
Even all them dollars and change

Nigga we home-grown
And to those that couldn't take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or you'll get zoned on
They be puttin' them bodies in bags
They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag

Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside with your know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure it's more stuff to do
Pick nigger it's more folks than you
Pick never come close to a clue

I put my life on it
Want to disrespect, give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my roll got ice on it
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

Man, I see the clouds coming
Y'all see a man on the moon walking
I see a crowd running
And the A P D steadily talking
'Cause we done found something
And it's not as good as it seems
Oh, I wish I could get some cream
And get up out of the hood with some dreams

I'm peepin' hard crimes
See the system's fucked up
And they givin' out some hard times
Heard one of these locked up
And my people snortin' hard lines
Locked up and they didn't do a thang
Locked up because of the pressure and pain
Locked up because they wouldn't do the same

And I see the case close
I can't ask no questions and it's over
'Cause they say so
I ain't learned no lessons, but these snitches
Better lay low
Or we gonna be chopping some heads
And we gonna be rocking some beds
And we gonna be dropping some eggs

We walk a long road
Trying to find the essence of self
But I picked the wrong clothes
'Do rag with a gat under my belt
'Cause life's throwing strong blows
But I keep a little hope and some dreams
And I try to stay focused and clean
But I got a little dope and some green
'Cause uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside

I can see them shamed faces
Man, y'all look at me like y'all grew up
In the same places
Scams and dirty work came up on
A day to day basis
Now they got to re-up and re-bag
And they got to re-up and re-slab
Then they got to be up and be bad

This game'll never end
Excuse my French, but goddammit
I got some clever friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitch'll never win
It's all about the way of the world
It's all about the way of them girls
It's all about them diamonds and pearls

We waiting too long
But the D E C and Southwest Atlanta
Is too strong
We might bring that soap out and wash up
And throw them suits on
Coming in the court with some pride
'Cause we ain't got nothing to hide
Just didn't know what laws to abide

I play the cards dealt
And I bought a full house and I watched
The woman's heart melt
See my mama's cooled out and she's crying
'Cause it's heart-felt
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buying some land
You folks just don't understand
That uh

It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside

And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside

I'm hiding out and smokin' herb
Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside

See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside
It ain't no one to trust but me   And I got to make sure that I take care of my family   And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside      And to my niggas on the block   On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks   You hear the voices say it's cold outside      I'm hiding out and smokin' herb   Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves   But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside      See rappin' is my only way   My mama told me just to save it for another day   But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside      Man, I can hear that wind blowing   You say it don't get cold in C P   Well, niggas it's been snowing   Even though some might disagree   When business is still slowing   Even if we subject to change   Come up out them diamonds and rings   Even all them dollars and change      Nigga we home-grown   And to those that couldn't take the pressure   Nigga they long gone   Skeet 25 lighters on dressers   Or you'll get zoned on   They be puttin' them bodies in bags   They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs   Then go to somebody and brag      Got to keep a straight face   Better keep inside with your know   Got to find a safe place   Better stay in silence or go   Or end up a waste case   Pick figure it's more stuff to do   Pick nigger it's more folks than you   Pick never come close to a clue      I put my life on it   Want to disrespect, give me your neck   And I'll put a knife on it   Some say it's slippery when wet   But my roll got ice on it   It's all about supply and demand   It's all about me buying some land   You folks just don't understand   That uh      It ain't no one to trust but me   And I got to make sure that I take care of my family   And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside      And to my niggas on the block   On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks   You hear the voices say it's cold outside      I'm hiding out and smokin' herb   Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves   But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside      See rappin' is my only way   My mama told me just to save it for another day   But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside      Man, I see the clouds coming   Y'all see a man on the moon walking   I see a crowd running   And the A P D steadily talking   'Cause we done found something   And it's not as good as it seems   Oh, I wish I could get some cream   And get up out of the hood with some dreams      I'm peepin' hard crimes   See the system's fucked up   And they givin' out some hard times   Heard one of these locked up   And my people snortin' hard lines   Locked up and they didn't do a thang   Locked up because of the pressure and pain   Locked up because they wouldn't do the same      And I see the case close   I can't ask no questions and it's over   'Cause they say so   I ain't learned no lessons, but these snitches   Better lay low   Or we gonna be chopping some heads   And we gonna be rocking some beds   And we gonna be dropping some eggs      We walk a long road   Trying to find the essence of self   But I picked the wrong clothes   'Do rag with a gat under my belt   'Cause life's throwing strong blows   But I keep a little hope and some dreams   And I try to stay focused and clean   But I got a little dope and some green   'Cause uh      It ain't no one to trust but me   And I got to make sure that I take care of my family   And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside      And to my niggas on the block   On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks   You hear the voices say it's cold outside      I'm hiding out and smokin' herb   Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves   But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside      See rappin' is my only way   My mama told me just to save it for another day   But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside      I can see them shamed faces   Man, y'all look at me like y'all grew up   In the same places   Scams and dirty work came up on   A day to day basis   Now they got to re-up and re-bag   And they got to re-up and re-slab   Then they got to be up and be bad      This game'll never end   Excuse my French, but goddammit   I got some clever friends   They might get set back by some wench   But that bitch'll never win   It's all about the way of the world   It's all about the way of them girls   It's all about them diamonds and pearls      We waiting too long   But the D E C and Southwest Atlanta   Is too strong   We might bring that soap out and wash up   And throw them suits on   Coming in the court with some pride   'Cause we ain't got nothing to hide   Just didn't know what laws to abide      I play the cards dealt   And I bought a full house and I watched   The woman's heart melt   See my mama's cooled out and she's crying   'Cause it's heart-felt   It's all about supply and demand   It's all about me buying some land   You folks just don't understand   That uh      It ain't no one to trust but me   And I got to make sure that I take care of my family   And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside      And to my niggas on the block   On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks   You hear the voices say it's cold outside      I'm hiding out and smokin' herb   Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves   But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside      See rappin' is my only way   My mama told me just to save it for another day   But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside
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