All right.

These streets get cold You ain't know that it's cold

These streets get cold.

You ain't know that it's cold.

These streets get cold.

You ain't know that it's cold.

These streets get cold.

You ain't know that it's cold.

i lost so many to the struggle i can't even cry i lost a child and i ain't named that's

killing me inside.

There's some things I tell this mic that I ain't tell my wife.

That's how I release all my pain.

I could've got a knife.

Niggas depend on me

of and that just ain't all right cause i was homeless with the i couldn't spend the night my brother took

My son a tear up in my eye.

Some shit I had to figure out, but it's going to be all right.

I wasn't worried about no Raleigh.

We ain't have a pipe.

I was posted at the store.

I was down up on that ground, I couldn't see the top My niggas down up in that cell, now they read a lot

call.

You ain't not at his call.

You ain't know that it's cold.

These streets get cold.

call.

You ain't not at his call.

D Street J.

You ain't know that it's cold.

Brody ain't face up to that gun and got me frustrated, but I never tell a soul I'm a

I'm from Cali, just like Dame, I'm a bug chaser.

But I spin this shit on bills, so it's fuck paper.

I'll be saying you got kids and you don't even raise a tank crosses on their face and they don't even pay

praise him.

That's me.

I got my chain.

I'm playing for the nation.

I got caught with hella guns and they ain't even

Brody, you know you ain't thuggin', you should quit the fakin'.

Been on the road, ain't got no sleepin', now I'm lookin' Asian.

me from my chain and he gonna have to take it.

R.I.P.

my bro got shot and he ain't even make it.

You ain't know that it's cold.

These streets ain't cold.

You ain't know that it's cold.

Deep streets get cold.

You ain't know that it's cold.

These streets get cold.

You ain't know that it's cold.

All these streets get cold.

All these.