cold breath on the mic

breath on the mic with some really cold breath I've always stayed deep in these streets and I've sold death on the highway of a renegade where they mold vets watch out for the haters cuz they like to throw nets I'll beat u at any competition make u fold ur whole deck way beyond knee deep I had to learn how to hold my breath they hated on me) always so I've never been told yes they can stay hating and I'll just unfold checks I'll be a menace to society an uncontrolled pest I'll be making gold and money in bold and ill still be like a ho who sold sex u make such bold bets but ur next roll is death the bullshit u pull will take a toll on ur flesh the devil will assure cuz u ain't blessed u sold ur soul and that shit kmkkkedt