Cold Soul

Yeah…

Still breathin’ through pain, you heard?

Cap-alot … look

Couple opps got clapped, and I ain’t feel shit (nah)

Heart cold, I been numb since the field trips

Life wild — lost friends, caught charges

Now the opps wanna tweet, we ain’t into that talkin’

Whole lotta losses turned me to a beast

Had to pray with a pole just to walk down the street

Devil in my ear, tryna fuck with my head

But I’m built for the war — I was born off the edge

Grew up broke, had roaches by the stove

Now it’s big plates, lobster in my robe

Don’t act tough, we know you a joke

Tryna slide? We gon’ turn his ass ghost

I done been through shit that’ll make you fold

Had to grip that steel when the world got cold

Ops tried spinnin’, we reversed them wheels

Now his face on a tee and his name in drills

Lost love, I don’t trust no bitch

Had a good heart, now I’m on some cold shit

Used to dream big, now I just plot

Move like a villain, but I pray to God

Streets ain’t sweet, better keep that ratchet

One slip up, now you food in a casket

I don’t talk much, I just scope and tag shit

If he move foul, we erase that caption

Couple opps got clapped, and I ain’t feel shit

Got scars, but I still walk fearless

I seen brothers get popped over nothin’

And fake love show up when they think you stuntin’

Gotta lose it all just to see who real

Ain’t no peace when you sleep with steel

Mama said “boy, you better change”

But this pain too deep, I was raised in flames

I got PTSD from the shit I seen

Tryna stay clean, but I dream in schemes

Whole lotta trauma I hide with a smile

Only feel peace when I’m gone for a while

Took a few L’s, bounced back like magic

Tryna stack M’s, not just IG captions

Still keep one in the cut for the static

Still got pain, but I dress it in fashion

Never been a saint, but I never been a rat

Got stabbed in the back, still ain’t look back

Gotta watch who you feed, they’ll envy your plate

Say “free the guys” when they threw the case

Say they spin? We don’t play that cap

We ain’t postin’ nothin’ ’til the opps collapse

Say a prayer when I load that clip

This soul too dark, I don’t feel no shit

Couple opps got clapped, and I ain’t feel shit

Used to cry myself to sleep in a crib

Now I wake up with a Glock and a grip

And a dream I’ma die rich, no bitch

Devil in my ear, but God in my chest

Tryna outrun fate while I count my steps

You gotta lose a lot before the winnin’

Got hate in my heart but I’m still sinnin’

Uh… Cap-alot

Cold soul, I ain’t ask for this

Pain made me…

This shit real, no cap

Just me and my demons talkin’ back