The Cold - KOTA The Friend/Statik Selektah.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Avery Jones
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Patrick Baril
[00:02.90]Kota
[00:03.55]Statik Selektah
[00:04.35]Uh, yeah
[00:06.24]Santa Monica, livin' and losing followers
[00:08.43]Gimmicks doin' a lot for the dollars, I don't acknowledge them
[00:11.76]Alcoholics Anonymous, livin' like hippopotamus
[00:14.20]****in' 'round with the Oculus, digital me is wildin', I'm free
[00:17.68]God watchin', I'm gettin' hit by the breeze
[00:20.60]I tend to stumble and slip but never fought on my knees
[00:22.85]I'm living my life in tandem with all the shit I believe
[00:25.63]Movin' in unison with my spirit, toward the dream
[00:29.03]Take it to the block, always focused on the scheme
[00:31.57]B&Es, greener weed, all the possibilities
[00:34.60]All the soldiers on the Ave fallen, somethin' like the leaves
[00:37.65]In between, we crack a laugh, then remember how it be
[00:40.53]Branchin' off, 'cause really they ain't got nothin' for me
[00:43.02]Hear a lot of people talk, but ain't sayin' what they mean
[00:46.61]I just focus on they walk, notice if they hit the lean
[00:49.19]If I'm missin' what they sayin', 'cause they brushing when they speak, yeah
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[00:52.88]Water in my soul, the pressure on my back
[00:56.12]Pushing through my lows
[00:57.96]I go fifty on my road, no one on my back
[01:02.08]Reapin' what I sow
[01:04.57]They wonder where I go when I get in my bag
[01:08.25]Where they can never know
[01:10.50]Fires in the cold, flying to the goal
[01:12.54]Separate the diamonds from the cold, the cold
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[01:15.97]Never actin' or stuntin', I really want the action
[01:18.97]Still authentic, I plan to get it and get to practice
[01:21.86]If I said it, I meant it, print it, copy and fax it
[01:24.99]Lotta people just focus on how empty they glass it
[01:27.68]Income comin' aggressive, ironically it's passive
[01:30.76]I play my new shit but they are still dissectin' my last shit
[01:33.80]I'm a force, I be solo-dolo inside a habit
[01:36.00]Shawty tryna love me, she's sad 'cause living made me callous
[01:39.24]Came out the dungeon and then we took the palace
[01:42.13]I'm at the function for minutes, feel like I'm movin' backwards
[01:44.72]I'm on my legacy, put my children ahead of me
[01:47.80]Guardin' my woman from all of the garbage that turned me savage
[01:50.64]I'm focusin' past the physical, hear it and take it literal
[01:53.19]Every syllable, audible, hear it and see the visual
[01:56.32]Wrote it like, yeah, I thought it, you spittin' somethin' despicable
[01:59.71]Flowin' shit is nautical, savin' little for interviews
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[02:02.95]Water in my soul, the pressure on my back
[02:07.64]Pushing through my lows
[02:08.29]I go fifty on my road, no one on my back
[02:12.12]Reapin' what I sow
[02:14.66]They wonder where I go when I get in my bag
[02:18.45]Where they can never know
[02:20.30]Fires in the cold, flying to the goal
[02:22.79]Separate the diamonds from the cold, the cold
[02:25.72]
[02:26.22]New year, new issues, don't ever let 'em get you
[02:29.42]Trust enough and look at my woman, I'm wondering who sent you
[02:32.10]Got the bag and fumbled it and woke up in a sweat pool
[02:34.69]Niggas couldn't kill me if they killed me like I'm Deadpool
[02:37.58]Made this shit for youngins mixin' vodka with the Red Bull
[02:40.91]I write the future, if you was wonderin' what my pen do
[02:43.36]Thought I'd be a loser, misguided, hungry, disheveled
[02:46.54]I'm running shit so crazy, don't need the trophies or medals
[02:48.99]I'm brushin' off the dust and layin' verse before it settles
[02:52.38]Got 'em mimickin' my moves, now they call me Geppetto
[02:55.01]I was sittin' in my room, sippin' sour, amarettos
[02:58.05]Dropping classic after classic, stacking bangers like they LEGOs
[03:00.74]Childish, higher learning, I ain't go to college
[03:04.17]Couldn't read me 'cause they couldn't see me through my eyelids
[03:06.72]I be that example how the pressure make a diamond
[03:09.77]And the pressure make a legend, live progressive on my island, yeah
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[03:13.55]Water in my soul, the pressure on my back
[03:16.83]Pushing through my lows
[03:18.72]I go fifty on my road, no one on my back
[03:22.36]Reapin' what I sow
[03:24.15]They wonder where I go when I get in my bag
[03:27.99]Where they can never know
[03:30.18]Fires in the cold, flying to the goal
[03:33.12]Separate the diamonds from the cold, the cold