|
[Hook] |
|
I can paint the dawn with a sunrise |
|
I wish I could for you |
|
I can touch a cold day with springtime |
|
I wish I could for you |
|
[Verse 1] |
|
Cold day in the summer right when you think that it's over |
|
That's when niggas put you under yea that inner city weather |
|
When crooks is always ready, you should walk around with toolies |
|
Tucked inside they pellie pellies had a cousin made me look out to make sure no one is lookin |
|
With the stash in the back, stashed the bag in the bushes didn't want me to know either |
|
Fuck rules took jewels ran by her procedure so (spring) |
|
He slanging out his granny house just to stay fresh, didn't wanna wear hand me downs |
|
The cost of that drama some money flow lil gold plus a couple baby mamas |
|
[Hook] |
|
[Verse 2] |
|
Cold day like snow day |
|
Brands new whips and driving slowly |
|
Pulled over by them boys in the neighborhood they don't know me |
|
Whips too nice it might be stolen, he gotta be rolling you gotta be kidding |
|
Wanna search the ride nigga you gotta be sniffing |
|
Only thing inside was the CD with the name on it |
|
Let him slide but the next guy might just put the blame on him |
|
Ain't nothing changed on that block we used to run up up |
|
Some heads left and a few more houses boarded up |
|
They needed more than luck but |
|
They still crack a summertime smile in the city more than rough |
|
[Hook] |
