Street So Cold

Lyrics

[Intro: Ryda & Quban] (*gunshots and tires screeching*) Shit, nigga, you aight, nigga? Ahh...yeah, I'm aight Shit, nigga, I'mma take you to the hospital Nigga, the hospital? Nigga, take me to the fuckin' spot [Verse: Ryda] Look I done made a difference Smooth nigga, homie I done been faithful and be playin' wit' it Ain't gon' lie, homie, hit the baddest hoes and some basic bitches I done took some risks and I done played it safe Really safe, my niggas I done lost bread, made major figures I done been a crook and I done been a victim Went legit and I done worked the system Been full of life and I been tired of livin' "Jesus, take the wheel", you know, Lord willin' What you want in life? Because it's your decision Put in work or abort mission? When you got position, it's a odd position 'Cause the opposition want y'all position I was on my grind and I slipped up Lost it all for 'bout six months Stayed down, the shit picked up Gotta do it all, you only live once 'Member days I went against the grain Now I'm in the whip and just gripping grain Cameras flash at events and things Just some shit you gon' get from fame I'm a real one Pour some liquor, I'mma spill some Talk business, we could build some Issues, yeah, it's still some Internal wounds that I ain't heal from Pop bottles, then I sip some This that feel, huh? Yeah [Outro: Ryda] Try tell 'em that the streets so cold I been ridin' through the city solo I ain't really gotta worry 'bout my niggas I know they all gon' stick to the code And really I don't brag, I don't boast I really like to keep it on the low 'Cause all my niggas gon' roll Yeah, all my niggas on go Try tell 'em that the streets so cold I been ridin' through the city solo I ain't really gotta worry 'bout my niggas I know they all gon' stick to the code And really I don't brag, I don't boast I really like to keep it on the low 'Cause all my niggas gon' roll Yeah, all my niggas on go