"Cold Game" lyrics

"Cold Game"

Mike & Keys

I got a scratchy ass voice
Nigga been goin crazy on these rehearsals and all that, but oh well

A nigga about to go in
We got this shit sewed in
As long as I stay focused
We finna get more rich
If I want her she get flown in
Now she at the point of no end
Yea uh yea

I kept it real when I got my deal I got my dawg right
She wanna ball with some youngins countin money all night
I see the same hoes everytime I'm on the blog site
Swear this game cold, so cold that my heart got frostbite
Got like 20 broads at that hotel suite it's on sight
She know them real niggas in the building boy you all hype
I can't turn down for nothing I been living the fast life
It's a shame how that new money make her act right

Uh
Yea it took me some time to move on
You gon need like 2 phones type of grind that I'm on
Been way ahead of my time guess the timing was wrong
Or they gon realise I'm one of the greatest or wait till I'm gone
Yea I'm callin yo bluff
And she be actin naive but she know I'm what's up
Man I ain't even gotta floss, yea they know that I'm up
She acted like she was in love but I know it was lust
You gon have to show me something
Show me that you real about it
She like I know you fucked up
But baby damn I'm still about it
I done lost my brothers
I can't tell you how I feel about it
Too much fake shit
I just need something I can feel around me

I kept it real when I got my deal I got my dawg right
She wanna ball with some youngins countin money all night
I see the same hoes everytime I'm on the blog sight
Swear this game cold, so cold that my heart got frostbite
Got like 20 broads at that hotel suite it's on site
She know them real niggas in the building boy you all hype
I can't turn down for nothing I been living the fast life
It's a shame how that new money make her act right

Spent a few on my clothes
Can't do no hand cuffin I get too many of those
They wasn't fucking with me till I threw it on the floor
Hear that money callin
Got a mili on the phone
What type of deal do you propose
I need a mili for the flow
Alotta haters say that I'm gone
But all they hoes know I'm a goat
They gon put me in the books for all the shit that I done wrote
All the shit that I done seen
The same shit that I done spoke
We gave the young niggas hope
They ain't gotta tell me that I'm dope
I hear you talkin about it
What you gon do for that dough
I act a fool to get some more
I do it for all my fans
She know Imma shoot my shot just like I'm Taliban
I ran that type of check up that you cannot understand
Aww man

I kept it real when I got my deal I got my dawg right
She wanna ball with some youngins countin money all night
I see the same hoes everytime I'm on the blog sight
Swear this game cold, so cold that my heart got frostbite
Got like 20 broads at that hotel suite it's on site
She know them real niggas in the building boy you all hype
I can't turn down for nothing I been living the fast life
It's a shame how that new money make her act right

A nigga about to go in
We got this shit sewed in
As long as I stay focused
We finna get more rich
If I want her she get flown in
Now she at the point of no end


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