Bet š„ hereās a full-length drill song ā longer, harder, and with story + energy.
Bet š„ hereās a full-length drill song ā longer, harder, and with story + energy. šµ Title: āCold Streetsā (Intro) Yeah⦠cold streets, cold nights āļø No love, no light, just fight Still tryna make it out, you know? Listenā (Verse 1) Stepped in the field with a heart full pain, Dreams too high but the block too vain, Lost some brodies, not one in vain, Life on edge, canāt trust that chain. Trapline jump like the line on fire, Phone keep ringinā, thatās buyer to buyer, Mum said āson, youāre playinā with wire,ā But Iām just tryna make stacks go higher. Rain still fall, thatās Godās own cry, Ops on the corner, they watch, they spy, One false move, thatās do or die, Still prayinā that the fam get by. (Hook) Cold streets, no sleep, just heat, Gotta keep movinā, canāt face defeat, Money on my mind, thatās all I eat, Trust no soul, ācause love aināt sweet. Cold streets, heart freeze, no peace, Runninā through nights with the feds on leash, Grew too quick, no time for peace, Still hold dreams of a life released. (Verse 2) Bro got nicked for a case, thatās sad, Whole team hurt, but we canāt go mad, Life move fast, canāt dwell, canāt lag, Now we just stack, no time to brag. Remember them nights with no light, no plate, Cold bare floor, no food, just fate, Came from the bottom, no time to hate, Just me, my goals, and a dream thatās great. Runninā through pain, but I still donāt fold, Heart been icy, blood still cold, Never had peace, just stories told, Now itās my turn, gotta break that mold. (Hook) Cold streets, no sleep, just heat, Gotta keep movinā, canāt face defeat, Money on my mind, thatās all I eat, Trust no soul, ācause love aināt sweet. Cold streets, heart freeze, no peace, Runninā through nights with the feds on leash, Grew too quick, no time for peace, Still hold dreams of a life released. (Bridge) All them nights, I prayed to win, Darkness deep but the light within, Still in the field, canāt fake no grin, Every loss just build thick skin. (Verse 3) Now they see me, Iām on my grind, Pain in my chest, still peace in mind, From the trap to the stage, thatās time, No fake moves, just real manās sign. Ops still talk but they move too slow, Hate in the heart but it donāt still grow, Loyalty rare, thatās how life go, One slip up, and you lose that glow. (Outro) Cold streets made me what I be, Pain and pressure built up G, Still stay humble, still stay free, One day Iāll rise, just wait and see. š„ You want me to make a chorus you can actually rap or sing along to (like a catchy hook version)? I can remix it that way next.
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