ColdSummer

Cold Summer (Explicit) - Fabolous

Lyrics by：John Jackson/Abraham Orellana/Marcus Rucker

Composed by：John Jackson/Abraham Orellana/Marcus Rucker

You ever have a cold in the Summer

That s**t be the worse

It gets better though better though

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 s**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***a that they got they eye on

So I think I know just

How it feel to be a Zion

Bussin' out sneakers

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

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

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

The media promoting fake they just stampin' and s**t

You don't wanna see us beef then stop ampin' and s**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 s**t

And every night I'm in my

Bag like I'm campin' and s**t

The trenches that we grew up

In need to know you can win