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cold

Hip-Hop/Rap2026

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cold foi lançado em 5 de setembro de 2026 por Lowlight como parte do álbum I want to go home - EP

ÁlbumI want to go home - EP

Released5 de setembro de 2026

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BPM93

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Letra

Cold — I don't warm up, I just win,

Frost on the flow, watch the room close in.

They ask me who's next, I'm the reason there's a list,

Ice in the veins, no ice on the wrist.

Cold — I don't warm up, I just win,

Two bars in and the rest of 'em give in.

No coat, no cosign, no crowd, no assist,

Ice in the veins, no ice on the wrist.

Snow on my tongue every time I open up,

Every bar a winter that they never crawlin' out of.

They been talkin' loud, I ain't never raise a hand,

Silence hit the hardest when you know you got the plan.

Cut from a colder cloth, the kind that never fold,

Watched 'em play it safe, then I watched 'em play it old.

I don't chase a wave, I'm the reason for the tide,

Every door they locked, I ain't knock — I redesigned.

Bag on the table, that ain't braggin', that's a fact,

Numbers do the talkin' and they never talk me back.

You want the crown? It don't sit the way you thinkin',

Heavy on the neck — that's why half of y'all is sinkin'.

Cold — I don't warm up, I just win,

Frost on the flow, watch the room close in.

They ask me who's next, I'm the reason there's a list,

Ice in the veins, no ice on the wrist.

Cold — I don't warm up, I just win,

Two bars in and the rest of 'em give in.

No coat, no cosign, no crowd, no assist,

Ice in the veins, no ice on the wrist.

Cold as a courtroom, quiet as a closin' door,

I don't want the argument, I want the final score.

They priced me low one time, I paid it, kept the shelf,

Came back, bought the shelf, and the store, and the help.

Y'all still askin' permission, I been runnin' up the count,

Different kind of hunger when you never had amount.

Don't want the credit, I want the copyright,

Y'all want a moment, I want the whole night.

Made it look easy, so they told themselves it's luck,

Then I did it four more times and now they don't bring it up.

Ain't no rematch over here, just reruns of the same night,

Y'all keep pressin' play and hopin' that it end right.

(Cold) — no coat.

(Cold) — no smoke.

(Cold) — they froze.

(Cold) — I go.

(Cold) — no coat.

(Cold) — no smoke.

Whole city breathin' fog — I'm the one who wrote it.

I came, I saw, I kept it — that's the whole method,

Wrote the plot down before they ever read the record.

Second place is loud 'cause second place gotta be,

I let the quiet brag, it do the job for me.

Y'all warm — that's cute, warm is for the crowd,

Cold is who's still standin' when it's over and it's loud.

So put my name in the mouth of every word you sayin',

I'm the winter that don't leave when the season change.

Cold — I don't warm up, I just win,

Frost on the flow, watch the room close in.

They ask me who's next, I'm the reason there's a list,

Ice in the veins, no ice on the wrist.

Cold — I don't warm up, I just win,

Two bars in and the rest of 'em give in.

No coat, no cosign, no crowd, no assist,

Ice in the veins, no ice on the wrist.

No coat.

Never needed one.

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