Street life ain't that

(Dark drill vibe inspired by storytelling rap) “Cold Nights” Intro Yeah… Uh… Ayy, ayy Verse 1 Posted on the block, it was cold nights Mama said, “Boy, better live right” But the streets had me caught in a fast life Wrong move, get left at the red light I done seen brothers switch for the fame Actin’ solid, but they really be lame Now they speak on my name for attention Till we slide and go handle the tension I was young, had pain in my chest No sleep, had to stay with the vest Everybody talk tough on the net Till that pressure get put to the test I remember them days I was broke Now I walk in designer and smoke Still got scars, I ain’t lettin’ ‘em show Lost some people, that turned my heart cold Chorus Cold nights, hard times Tryna make a way through the dark nights Real ones only in my eyesight Can’t trust nobody, that’s a hard life Cold nights, street lights Demons in my head every midnight If I said I got you, then it’s all right Till the day that I die, it’s on sight Verse 2 Bro caught a case, hadda sit down Whole gang quiet when the feds round Used to dream big in a small town Now they all wanna come when the checks out I keep a few people around me Most these dudes just envy and clown me Talk crazy when they not around me Then get nervous when they finally found me Pain deep, but I cover it up Same people switched soon as I was up I was grindin’ while they laughed at us Now they mad ‘cause we passin’ ‘em up Still think ‘bout the nights we was hungry Now the team eat good, get money But the hate still real, ain’t funny Gotta move smart, streets get ugly Outro Yeah… You either built for it or you ain’t… Real pain… real scars… Ayy.