Brizzy The Ace - Cold Lyrics

Youngboul hot, head dun stuck inna knot
All dem heads inna spot and he bathe out a pot
Lay his shit on da bed just to see what he got
Head hard, heart cold emotion froze down onna rock
Out his mind everyday trynna find a solution
To navigate the fog out his mind, the pollution
Battle scar wounds but he gon' keep it pushin
Be militant minded but his head inna box
Chasin' the locks chance at breakin' the locks
Its been 156 since we broken the locks
And some people grow through it, some people they not
Out the womb oppositions we go through a lot
Why you sayin' you wit me and whole time you blotchin
You really a bitch cause u really be swappin
They worship the sauce some'll worship the cross
Or they'll dictate your moves but be mentally lost
Youngin' got crossed Thursday night he was crossed
Peep them niggas walked in triple black heart of dogs
Knew the names off the dome, knew he takin the loss
Knew dem niggas won't kill gave him hospital costs
He can't sleep, it's the ego he shakin
Its takin his all not to blow but they fakin
Dem niggas he breakin, youngin' ain't flakin
Walk through his mind just to see what it's bakin
Let LoPe awaken
Huh, Ima wait a few weeks den I'm outta these sheets
Got da drop on da man and his future look bleak
And his time runnin' out hope he lived through his peak
Seen em dead in my dreams
Laid em out wit the feens, put a drop on his jeans
Horrible scene get it done any means

Suul feelin the worst nigga sicka than shit, had to flip, he ain't trip, guilt to cripple him sick
Had em askin' his mother would she hit the lick
If dey lied on her sista and she was the bitch
Now he know LoPe dipped, personality switch
Its fosho he won't snitch end em up inna ditch
It got cold cuz his momma responded wit nothin
His pops overheard n he thought it was nothin
The Glock in his drawls find no sign of a bluff
So somebody gone die it ain't neva enough
Somebody done lied now them niggas play tough
Suul cool wanna talk he not tryna get snuffed
Outcome in the air both niggas on hush
Blow some smoke in the air watch it fade like sum trust

It's been a few weeks, LoPe outta his sheets
Shit goin up, won't be too long till dey meet
Its Black Newbies on feet, nothin' fly on discreet
There's no need for a greet and a dap obsolete
Mink Mink, Knocked Suul flow down on the flo'
LoPe swing for his dome bringin' summer to snow
But the shit he ain't know, some corruption on go
Who you know gon dickeat 'for sayin' hello
What's beef, Face the door an eye open to sleep
What's beef, When ya momma can't be safe in the streets
What's beef, When a brother put down on the street
If we go by that book Suul had beef with police
Niggas swingin they bringin the heat
We heard freeze so now Suul on his feet
Whole Time he be coolin' we just disagree
No words was spoken, Twelve stole em from me
Its Cold