Cold Summer

Intro

You ever have a cold in the summer?

That sh!t be the worse

It gets better though

Verse 1: Fabolous

How they turn a top dog to an underdog

It's a cold world even in the summer, dawg

Like a hunnid missed calls in my number log

I talk to God 'fore I talk to people from them blogs

Gotta see through it when it's thick as London fog

I'm from the city baby, I done grew up under Small

Not to bring up old sh!t, I'm not a plunger, dawg

No dalmatian but I come through with a hunnid, dawg

And they don't bark, they bite

Let it spark, they might

Gotta walk straight, right?

Turn the dark to daylight

Let 'em talk, they right

In your heart, stay light

Play your part, stay tight

Bosses park where they like

Don't you let them trick you out your spot and put that guy on

Rather cut 'em off and let a bygone be a bygone

When you ballin', you that n!gga that they got they eye on

So I think I know just how it feel to be a Zion

Bussin' out sneakers, swingin' on rims

Being number 1, bringing on M's

Hope the Knicks get him, I'ma bring him Timb's

Tell 'em lace his boots, I'ma give a king some gems

Like look, you the great hope and a scapegoat

You gon' have to make quotes and take notes

And some can't take smoke so they may choke

But those who learn to make boats, stay afloat

Chorus

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

Devil tryna take ya soul from ya

Callin' but he got my old number

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

Devil tryna take ya soul from ya

Callin' but he got my old number

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

I'm chillin' for the whole summer

No feelings for the whole summer

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

I'm chillin' for the whole summer

No feelings for the whole summer

Verse 2

The media promoting fake, they just stampin' and sh!t

You don't wanna see us beef then stop ampin' and sh!t

They was giving Meek an L, said he wouldn't prevail

Next thing you know that boy was in a championship

So everyday I'm goin' in, I'm on some vampire sh!t

And every night I'm in my bag like I'm campin' and sh!t

The trenches that we grew up in need to know you can win

So you see me in my hood on my champion sh!t

See a minor setback, breed a major get back

If I lose it ain't over, I be yelling bet back

I come from where they take it, you might never get back

Gotta shoutout New Jersey, y'all won't get the Nets back

Play for keeps 'round here, Prada's deep 'round here

Shooters creep 'round here, hard to sleep 'round here

Life cheap 'round here, Grim Reap' 'round here

Spilled milk get wiped up, we don't weep 'round here

We just goin' harder, we raisin' sons and growin' daughters

Came a long way and workin' on going farther

Grew up not knowing fathers, seeing no one bother

But know my story gets better 'cause I know the author

Keep readin' it's a comeback story

I told her that if you leave don't ever come back shawty

I be sayin' word to Mother, she the one that taught me

Karma is a b!tch who hoes around and come back for me

Cold

Chorus

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

Devil tryna take ya soul from ya

Callin' but he got my old number

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

Devil tryna take ya soul from ya

Callin' but he got my old number

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

I'm chillin' for the whole summer

No feelings for the whole summer

Oh-oh-oh-oh, it's gon' be a cold summer

I'm chillin' for the whole summer

No feelings for the whole summer

Outro

I just feel like life is hot and cold

Ups and downs, back and forth

Wins and losses

It's gon' be some sunshine and it's gon' some rain

And when it rain, it pours

But ask yourself, can you weather the storm until the sun shines again?