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Cold
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Cold è stato pubblicato il 30 gennaio 2026 da Blank Kanvas Music Group come parte dell'album Statement Pieces
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Data di uscita30 gennaio 2026
EtichettaBlank Kanvas Music Group
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM81

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There’s no competition, the coldest living
Move with intention
Married to this game
But I hate commitment
I need space to roam
No second guessing my move
Right around this time the drums
I let the drums groove
Stuck in my ways very rarely do I change up
Consistency is everything
Your name is your name but
Invincible peer pressure
You don’t wanna seem lesser
Taking on the worlds stressors
It’s like why we gotta appear
To be knocking at deaths door
Dad almost lost his life
Chasing elusive more
These are things I don’t speak about
That’s why I ain’t reaching out
Figure I clean my own closet
Before I get to speaking out
A few albums deep, truths still untold
Cut from a different cloth
Yeah I’m from that mold
You can only meet people as deep they’ve met themselves
I really know niccas that’s actually going through hell
But they won’t show it
That’s man shit maybe
Ego and Pride
You might call him crazy
Stay on ya grind their opinions are lazy
You are black boy magic the one Tracy McGardy
I know the world is kinda cold
Gotta stay toes
Keep ya focus that road
While you carry that load
I know you feeling real exposed
Not hitting ya goals
Tomorrow ain’t promised
Gotta trust you know
The world is kinda cold
Gotta stay toes
Keep ya focus that road
While you carry that load
I know you feeling real exposed
Not hitting ya goals
Tomorrow ain’t promised
But trust you know
What you gotta live for
Who you gotta prove it to
Be ya self life is like a Rubik’s cube
Dream in color
One foot after the other
Fuck them jealous muthafuckas
Who rather see you suffer
There’s honor in a nine to five
Don’t let em kill ya spirit
Same niccas that never done it
Trying to tell ya how to get it
It might be ya momma, it might be ya friend
It might be ya brother, but you can’t fold or bend
See me I care, I cut off loose ends
In reality I don’t give a fuck about who I offend
I’m a hustle trying I live it
Push it to the limit
I care about my craft
But I really hate the business
That’s the separation factor
Trappers to backpackers
Sign ya self to ya self
I extend my hand often, i can’t help myself
Read my industry bible
The game is right beside you
Deep inside
Your your biggest rival
I know the world is kinda cold
Gotta stay toes
Keep ya focus that road
While you carry that load
I know you feeling real exposed
Not hitting ya goals
Tomorrow ain’t promised
Gotta trust you know
The world is kinda cold
Gotta stay toes
Keep ya focus that road
While you carry that load
I know you feeling real exposed
Not hitting ya goals
Tomorrow ain’t promised
But trust you know
Written by: Keith Frett
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