Must Be Cold

Paper soldier ain't no telling where I'm at with it Stayed up in my own lane, man amongst the pack with it I got a knack for doing it all on my own Straight from LA, you can count the flights that I've flown I'm talking Grade A medicate Pour it up and celebrate I know some people watching down, they wouldn't hesitate This that organic you can't find at a store And for the right market I'm on sale for sure I'm talking cash money green, with a shawty in between But if I'm running with the blind, ain't no chance I'll be seen I got a plan, not a dream And I'm riding with my team You know CNCT be the name, I said it is what it seem Must be cold, I'm real chill when I move And I write from different views, got my pen in a groove Must be cold, real ice what I rock and this work too large to be stuck in a box Must be cold, I'm real chill when I move And I write from different views, got my pen in a groove Must be cold, real ice what I rock and this work too large to be stuck in a box Heard the material, rhymes is rather fiction I'll never disrespect all the blessings I was given Blue 42, lay in the bed that I made And knowing I ain't do enough, I'll take that to the grave I'm filled with love, seen enough hate in my eyes It was common to me, like Be in '05 I said it's up now Picture painted finish, get a rush now Drew a screen and roll like she play for the Bucks now Social status evolved, but that'll never resolve The empty voids on my skin when I'm seeing her call Eyes of the public wasn't ever the cause It's how she handled business with no witness involved Must be cold, I'm real chill when I move And I write from different views, got my pen in a groove Must be cold, real ice what I rock and this work too large to be stuck in a box Must be cold, I'm real chill when I move And I write from different views, got my pen in a groove Must be cold, real ice what I rock and this work too large to be stuck in a box 7 different drops out the box, we was empty Never wasted time, work on mine, that's a fendi Down south, good food, topped with cilantro Simple man, play it cool, wherever I go Vent don't move at a pace on the news We heading up a way to a place with no rules Made amongst a warrior Warrior ain't have a plan Plan was to survive Surviving can change the man Take a second, lean back, get the picture I listen, you express, same day and I deliver Smooth sailor, through the water where you'll find me And ever since they took my man, F a pig, wallahi Must be cold, I'm real chill when I move And I write from different views, got my pen in a groove Must be cold, real ice what I rock and this work too large to be stuck in a box Must be cold, I'm real chill when I move And I write from different views, got my pen in a groove Must be cold, real ice what I rock and this work too large to be stuck in a box