Coldwater Cypher (feat. Jean Placide, Devin Malek, Tru & Craig Dollas)
Siid
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Aye, uh, aye Stackin' like Frito Lay No slackin' no, we don't play Then siid done cooked up the beat We heatin' up ain't no shade, yeah H-O-M-I-E-S yeah, we stay down Riding real smooth like the wheels up on the greyhound Chillin' in the PLGRND Direct deposit in my paypal Yeah, yeah You know that my niggas make the great sound Yeah, yeah Homies real cold like a blizzard, more tricks than a wizard, Sensei like I'm Splinter, yeah You dig? yeah A young fly nigga from the East side, the D-E-C-L-A Then we really get your paper up around this mother fucker You dig Devin Malek, You dumb You know what I'm talkin' bout - East Atlanta shit Check, look I said, this the way to get it nigga 40 By the backseat Burning through the pressure Niggas rushing like a athlete No questions asked Grab backs, make'em last nigga Sippin' cold wine, lil shawty roll the last swisher I been running laps New state, landed last week Siid dropped the beat, no stall , really hit the work Grew up with manors, said excuse me when the burner burp Sliding through the city, whole car smelling like the purp Yeah I'm just a player from the East side Mind gone planet, really buzzing like a bee hive, aha Never stop fuckin' working You already know I found my purpose and I make it last Just like that Find me on Jamaican Ave. curry patty stuck in the bag And that's a fact Shout out Tru to the right, niggas gettin' mad Awhh, f*ck it aahahaha F*ck it nigga, Homies Only nigga Same shit nigga Same shit different day Aye, aye But, all these niggas rap verses and left the studio, we still here On some real shit Yuh, look 6 Rings on my left hand, I earned them Champion in my hood, came out Leimert man I bitch slap a nigga, whoever diss that Made a quick stack, then he went and record flipped that Tryna elevate Half way to a decade I'm still out here tryna get paid T be in the studio with kings around him Yeah, I rap nice but, the steez is outchea All pressure, 24K results told you no lesser Built the whole foundation off my last efforts Rode waves, broke the chain, thrive under pressure Like I jumped off the boat with my ancestors Gold rush, gold diggin' - Imma get it Real specific, extraordinary living Young, black and I'm gifted Niggas so young and reckless Questioning how I'm living When you can't sit in my section, how that work I been dirt since birth From the 15th to the 1st Imma get it, Imma work Niggas know that Imma hurt Make'em church Niggas see it and they hands up high It's like I came in with the K how they up in the sky I mean, Niggas understand That I need my bread I can't stop Need my bands Need my head You know Riding home on the 110 tryna get another bag Errybody tryna find a way to get in I don't ever fit in Nigga I'm a difference Tell'em how to divide/subtract how I'm living Niggas never seen what I seen, so you couldn't be me Young Dollas been a king Looking for a queen in the meantime
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Written by: Davionn Gayles, Devin Burton, Jean-Paul Vercher, Phillip Bucknor
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