"COLD FLOOR" lyrics

Skooly, TK Kravitz & Whymen Grindin Lyrics

"COLD FLOOR"

[TK Kravitz:]
Just got a check in, where n's gotta check in
I want the bag before I arrive, double back for the back end
Went to sleep on a cold floor, woke up in a mansion, woke up in a mansion
Why you acting surprised
Okay I get it, never thought that I'd get it
Well surprise

[Skooly:]
Why you look surprised, I'm like hold up wait hop out the cake
Surprise, Slow up wait don't lose pace you bout to sleep and slide
Run up the cake then lock up the place can't nobody get inside
Jump out the way cuz I'm bout to make somebody feel this vibe
Just got a check count up that paper I'm bout to take my time
Jump out the jet, just had sex she bout to change my mind

[TK Kravitz:]
Just got a check in, where n's gotta check in
I want the bag before I arrive, double back for the back end
Went to sleep on a cold floor, woke up in a mansion, woke up in a mansion
Why you acting surprised
Okay I get it, never thought that I'd get it
Well surprise

Creeped in this b like a bandit
No a p n can't stand it
Way to high ain't landed, respect, yea, I demand it
They act like they didn't know, a n like me don't fold
Wonder why they act like hoes, n's done sold they soul
But surprise I'm the one y'all tried to minimize my actions
But surprise had to get it on my own without asking and I'm alive
Cuz counting on ya'll would have been tragic but I survived
If you ask me why my back hurt a hundred knives
Stabbed in the back too many times
How the f I didn't react, when I know I seen the signs
Can't go out not like that
Stood back and took my time, but everything be fine
When the money hit my line

Just got a check in, where n's gotta check in
I want the bag before I arrive, double back for the back end
Went to sleep on a cold floor, woke up in a mansion, woke up in a mansion
Why you acting surprised
Okay I get it, never thought that I'd get it
Well surprise


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