You best know I'm cold

No stress, I get the dough and go

No flex, I don't want gold and clothes

I need houses, that's grown man goals

I am the coldest

Don't act like you haven't noticed

Big and bad and braggadocious

This might be my magnum opus

I am the coldest-est

Them man are stuck 'cause they don't think big

Don't care if nobody notices

I've been working, mind your own business

I am the coldest-est-est

Spin a man till I get motion sickness

On job, getting paid, so instinctive

Outcast, now I just roll with misfits

DJ's screw up their face when they play this one 'cause it's disgusting

If I was a fly on the wall in the rooms that my name always gets discussed in

I still wouldn't pay 'em no mind

You ain't taking no shine from me while they sit judging

What I do, a bunch of hasn't-been's

Talking 'bout how they coulda been something

Your music don't bang, you're just a salty old man, I'm a seasoned veteran

Most you MC's jump in the clash and do your best Lunar C impression

My girlfriend is a vegetarian but I still give her the meat injection

You fingered your girl after eating Wotsits, she got a yeast infection

From day, I've been going on sick

My supporters said, "Break a leg"

So if I don't end up blowing off this project, then fuck it, I'm going on t'sick

No music mates, I don't roll with these divs

I hate when I hear a MC say, "It's your boy, you already know who it is"

When it's not my boy and I don't know who he is

Said you won't sell out but we know that you're trying

Can't sell out if nobody's buying

Killing an MC you're overly hyping

And play this joint in his moment of silence

I don't think that they're ready

Those indirect disses are petty

How could they ever say they put Bradford on the map

When I did that already?

You best know I'm cold

No stress, I get the dough and go

No flex, I don't want gold and clothes

I need houses, that's grown man goals

I am the coldest

Don't act like you haven't noticed

Big and bad and braggadocious

This might be my magnum opus

I am the coldest-est

Them man are stuck 'cause they don't think big

Don't care if nobody notices

I've been working, mind your own business

I am the coldest-est-est

Spin a man till I get motion sickness

On job, getting paid, so instinctive

Outcast, now I just roll with misfits

I say shit that you can't take back

Have a man thinking, "You can't say that"

I'll tie up your family

I'll shave your sister's head then give your grandma face tats

Get bitch slapped, big glass of Spanish red in my hand

Got me feeling irresponsible like Gerry McCann, get in the van

Fans know when you're fake

Your story don't add up so the numbers ain't

I'm one of one, you all look the same

I'm built different, I'm custom made

Can't take us for no dickheads

Them bars have been said, I'm not impressed

Last year, I was grafting to flip Z's

Been on job from early like binmen