Cold World

It’s a cold world outside so button up ya coat This probably gone be the realest shit I ever wrote A million hustles there ain’t no excuse for being broke If I can help it I’ll never go back to selling dope: 2x In elementary I always made the honor roll Didn’t keep my hair cut & kept a snotty nose My mama used to shop at Super 10 to buy me clothes They picked at me until I started fucking all the hoes Getting money never pay they let me fuck for free The niggaz that was OG’s start looking up to me But there was only a few that I gave my loyalty I bond em out of jail and even paid their lawyer fee Them niggaz hated but they turned into my biggest fans I started up my own company and built a brand Look in their eyes every time you shake a niggaz hand After transactions that’s the way you handle business man A mile away I saw the feds through a telescope I shut the operation down & started helping folks build successful businesses instead of selling dope Just to keep it real this the realest shit I ever wrote It’s a cold world outside so button up ya coat This probably gone be the realest shit I ever wrote A million hustles there ain’t no excuse for being broke If I can help it I’ll never go back to selling dope: 2x