COLD FAMILY

TITLE: "COLD FAMILY"

[Hook]
I don’t need a hundred hands, just a few that pulled me up,
When the world said “who is he?” they said “that’s us.”
We been broke, bent, mad, still never gave up on me,
Not friends, that’s blood with no ID—cold family.

[Verse 1]
When I was down bad, they ain’t ask for a story,
They just showed up, no cameras, no glory.
One had cash, one had jokes, one had time,
All three held me down when I almost lost mine.

They seen me at my worst, still talked to me normal,
No “bro, you fell off,” no fake, no formal.
Just “eat this,” “sleep,” “text when you wake,”
Real love don’t tweet, it just shows up late.

They know every version of me, not just “Cold Verse,”
Know the kid with no plan, tryna hide all the hurt.
I’ve snapped on them, came back, they ain’t weaponize flaws,
They just hit me with “you good?” then a stupid applause.

We clown each other daily, still check if we straight,
Argue ‘bout dumb stuff, then share the same plate.
You can keep your big crowd, I’ll keep who stayed,
They the reason I’m alive enough to write this page.

[Hook]
I don’t need a hundred hands, just a few that pulled me up,
When the world said “who is he?” they said “that’s us.”
We been broke, bent, mad, still never gave up on me,
Not friends, that’s blood with no ID—cold family.

[Verse 2]
They was there when the phone dry, no likes, no buzz,
Still said “this hard” when it really halfway was.
Listened to trash drafts, heard the vision in the mess,
Told me “fix that line,” “breathe,” “you blessed.”

They don’t see “clout,” they see “you ate today?”
See “how your mom?” “you safe?” “you prayed?”
They know secrets I forgot I even told,
If they turned on me once, the world’d feel cold.

So if I ever blow, they on stage, not the back row,
If I never blow, we still laughin’ in the same clothes.
Success or failure, they still talk to me the same,
That’s how I learned real love don’t care ‘bout fame.

If I call at 3 a.m., they answer like “what now?”
Half-asleep, still ready, no lecture, just “how?”
And if they call me, I’m there, no question, no fee,
‘Cause when I say “I got you,” that’s a contract—me.

[Hook – final]
I don’t need a hundred hands, just a few that pulled me up,
When the world said “who is he?” they said “that’s us.”
We been broke, bent, mad, still never gave up on me,
Cold Verse, and the ones that never left—
cold family.

[Verse 3]
If I ever get a check big enough to shift life,
They the first ones eatin’, not some new fake hype.
They was there when the “studio” was just my phone mic,
When the crowd was one friend sayin’ “run that twice.”

We don’t need big speeches, we just show up and stay,
They the names in my prayers when I don’t know what to say.
Make it or not, I still feel like I win,
‘Cause I ain’t walk this hell alone—I walked it with them.

[Outro – spoken]
If you heard this and thought of three people?
Yeah. Call ‘em back.

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