It’s Cold Out (Extended Mix)

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah It's all the same old story 'Round and 'round Up and down Wow Yeah Mmm [Verse 1] Broken Britain But that's how we like it, isn't it? Bring me a fix Got enough spare for a chicken and chips Half a pint and maybe a Twix I wonder if she actually likes it He gets hers and she gets his He's not into the business side of things It ain't working, throw on ings One-oh win, top bins, top draw It's not a beautiful game anymore Live by joga and die by the law Still couldn't find the core We was seven man deep in the Honda Accord Or maybe the Lex', what's next? Sent a Bitcoin on BBM to my еx Apologies for the mess Hopе you're well and your family's blessed PS I couldn't care less [Interlude] No, you can't You can't You can't find me No, you can't find me No, no, no, you can't You can't, you can't You can't find me [Bridge] Yeah, soul searching, slowly searching Same face, but a different person I've been curving and I been searching Ducking and diving, quick excursion Soul searching, slowly searching Same face, but a different person I've been curving and I've been searching And I've been learning and I've been searching Soul searching, slowly searching Same face, but a different person I've been curving and I've been searching Ducking and diving, quick excursion Soul searching, slowly searching (Yeah) I've been searching and I've been learning Same face but a different person (Yeah) Same face but a different person [Verse 2] It's not my fault you laid the bedding still And then told me you kept it real, but what's real? I don't understand these words, I'm not Bedingfield But if time exists, then it heals What's wrong? You ain't even touched half your pills Might have halved the other half ill Willed your intentions You built me up off of flat suspension I'm swimming against the tide Grass is greener on the other side Putney Bridge to Peckham Rye Thought I'd give it another try But got shortchanged by the guy Behind the counter I asked for one for me and one for my other half that I'm yet to find I should've been next in line But I'd rather you kept your replies next time, more time I tried to open eyes But I never saw crows try land on mine, felt like Felt like I lived forty lives And try break the loop like forty times But you got caught in it and that's fine Think I told you forty times to remind But you weren't reading signs And nor was I, I weren't inclined Seasons change, but you stayed the same Nothing changed, peel me off like rinds Peeling off to strike You can't play ten and draw for the nine Kumbaya when it's story time And that's the reason why I had a pill in my mouth and I met her in south And I really thought she was the one I got an angelic one and a devilish one Jawns is hot property like when you got a yard in Shoreditch with no mortgage Jawns is hot property like when you got two dark blues when you're playing Monopoly Look at the game like, "Yo, who's stopping me?" Let's be real, let's behave, let's be honest All the tens want the 40 prophet I got commitment issues like Cench Me and the molly like batty and bench Freedom, I don't care where and when Dirtboys, you know I'm wearing them BFK, you know I'm wearing them It's my heart where the 40 stems I don't care 'bout body count or mileage Show me what you learnt when I'm inside it Jawns is high standard like ten or a nine I ain't telling a lie I was at The Standard level nine chilling with a ten And at the same time I hope they're not friends It's 40, I'll probably make them friends Girls just wanna have fun I was taking notes from bullet from a gun I used to think I was the only one Now I got queens tryna have my son I was in Manny with the prettiest one Balenci' step, nah, you ain't on what I'm on I got the molly on my tongue on the flight When I touchdown, it's gonna be a good night Look into my eyes, 079 You can say that I made bread off two lines And I'm still passing the bread off with wine Come on, guys, I ain't a regular degular [Outro] 40 Yeah Jumpy Jumpy, yeah, we're gonna get 'em jumpy
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Credits
- Writers
- Jawnino
- Intentionallycold
- Poundshop
- Oliver Twist