@dexterfizz
Mixed and mastered by @curbsidejones
Heart colder than my cup, shorty searching in Alaska
Can’t trust friendly still turn ghost like casper
I’ll moon walk to heaven tonight if the sky let me
Be careful what you leave here when muerte ready
Devils in the south telling women what to do with their bodies
Like they the ones who can give birth playing god see
I walk along side those that ride lost, no moral compass
Remember my nigga hitting my phone the night he shot ___%#]#]%]
haven’t been here for a long time, what you see in my eyes
Don’t get lost in em baby, you may not make it back out in time
Only shooters you got with you, are your niggas taking pictures
My boy on the run shot his gun n then he ditched it
Know mothers who lost sons, had to bury em as they died
As soon as I had 100k i got a 12 gauge in my ride
Talk like they wanna see you shine just not more than them
breaks my heart but I know that's what it is in the end
Hook
It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea....yea...yea...it's fucked up right (so cold)yea... yea... yea...It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea... yea... yea...A cold game....yea.... yea... yea... shit
Verse 2
Jigga told a nigga only so long fake thugs can pretend
I like my snakes and rats bloodied up bullets stuff in they skin
Rico cases and home invasions separates the mice from men
At Young age learned to look the devil in the face with a grin
I’m sorry mama I was a monster, I love you dearly
Your name on my skin forever wonder at night if you hear me
You feared I wouldn’t be here at the rate I was at it
Fucked around left bags out broken down from that package
You saw that called me in your room with tears in your eyes
Praying I’d be alive, n make it past 25
Older and wise move smarter to not meet a early demise
Crossing troublesome times trouble finds me when blind
Girl you say you love me, but do you really mean it
If I go in you hitting my books till I’m dead or u ain’t breathing
If I front you packs you bringing me cash even if we ain’t speaking
If not don’t lie to my face, take it or leave it
Hook
It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea....yea...yea...it's fucked up right (so cold)yea... yea... yea...It's fucked up right (dios mio)yea... yea... yea...A cold game....yea.... yea... yea... shit
