Cold Days (feat. LB Spiffy & Ching)

(Uh) All the cold days gon' make it through the winter I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner Full court press big body like a center Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah All the cold days gon' make it through the winter I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner Full court press, big body like a center Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah Tryna change the way we living can't forget what I done seen You can take me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out me Only time will tell the difference between strong and all the weak Do me dirty no more love, leave the talking to the streets We came from the streets It was hard to eat, wear clothes and dirty sneaks Had to get this money even if it's from a feature I fucked on your honey when I'm feelin' kinda geeked Cause she got me how I'm sweet Man I missed my niggas got me screaming, "fuck the streets" Fuck the other side got them beggin' for the peace Yeah the good times comin', I can feel it in my reach I heard niggas wanna polly, imma leave them all deceased I'm just tryna stack my money everyday it's on repeat I can't ask no one for favours, imma get up on my feet Go hard for who I love, make sure everybody eat, yeah I'm still am who I am, but I just been a better me All the cold days gon' make it through the winter I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner Full court press big body like a center Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah All the cold days gon' make it through the winter I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner Full court press big body like a center Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah Fuck the other side Fuck them, other guys, yeah, yeah For my guys Only time I ride, yeah, yeah I want gwuap But she want all my time, yeah, yeah I was getting to that messages at night, yeah, yeah To my young nigga that watch me, listen closely You can't trust no new nigga, they not your homie I had to cut off that bitch, yeah she tried to hoe me I get them hundreds, I can never be the old me New money coming in, cause I jumped into the game They heard what I be bout' I done made myself a name Get that big check, imma buy a bigger chain I know they big mad, when they see me on the plane All the cold days gon' make it through the winter I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner Full court press big body like a center Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas yeah All the cold days gon' make it through the winter I pray to Jesus the lord know that I'm a sinner Full court press big body like a center Fuck the other side, we ballin' on them niggas, yeah Yeah (J West Beats)