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Nothin' 2 Show(Cold World)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Nothin' 2 Show(Cold World) was released on February 27, 2023 by Freebase Records as a part of the album Cold World - EP
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Release DateFebruary 27, 2023
LabelFreebase Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ricardo Quintana
Ricardo Quintana
Songwriter

Lyrics

Money runs the world need my pockets swole
Hustled all your life got nothing To show
We be outside you **** tucked in
Her mouth like vacuum stay getting sucked in
If you suckas want problems **** what's up then
It really was nothing you made it something
We be in the streets like a yellow cab
Money or Bitches? I rather make the scratch
Only for family I'll take the rap
She told me she love me now wants to take it back
Because I'm a dog but she already knew though
I fucked her friends but they still keep it cool though
My chopper old but still kicking like Judo
Sell after sell need my pockets on Sumo
Money runs the world need my pockets swole
If a bitch for the streets learn how to let her go
Hustled all your life got nothing to show
Only thing promised is death the world is cold
Money runs the world need my pockets swole
If a bitch for the streets learn how to let her go
Hustled all your life got nothing to show
Only thing promised is death the world is cold
Sell after sell I need my pockets bigger
She cry over love I ain't got shit to give her
Nothing to offer just a broken heart
You know what's coming like a movie you know all the parts
I want all the smoke like Cuban cigars
Shots like a open bar leave you with open scars
Bullets enter but they don't exit out
Grind until we get it and have X amount
Money runs the world everybody needs it
Many nights flirted with death fucked around and cheated
But it's the only promised so she will catch up
Coordinate with my pistol we always match up
Money runs the world need my pockets swole
If a bitch for the streets learn how to let her go
Hustled all your life got nothing to show
Only thing promised is death the world is cold
Money runs the world need my pockets swole
If a bitch for the streets learn how to let her go
Hustled all your life got nothing to show
Only thing promised is death the world is cold
Written by: Ricardo Quintana
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