Freezin' In The Cold Lyrics - Classified

[Verse 1:] 

Now ever since I took my wife's hand for my life span 

I feel like I've been spendin more time with my mic stand and my pipe man 

Things are getting heated, almost got a nice tan 

Head up in the clouds, I get too high, I got no flight plan 

So what's next? Should I keep speakin my mind 

Keep on, readin the signs, tryin to keep wit the times 

They say freedom is blind, and I can't see the future 

So I got to make it work, there ain't no plan B for Luke here 

I drop beats and spit bars and try to get established man 

But I keep gettin barred from every bar establishment 

I need to keep it focused like a camera lens 

But I handle everything from music to the management 

And I must be heaven sent, but I'm sittin at the bottom 

I should be at a level 10, so where's my medals man 

They said music will influence the people who listen to it 

So I'm tryin to contribute wit what I do, so get into it 

Related 

The 18 Greatest Revenge Songs of All Time 

Watch Ariana Grande Sing Her Hits On Carpool Karaoke 

Every Lyric From Shawn Mendes' Self-Titled New Album 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 2:] 

I know a couple emcees who think they better than me 

Well if you can't beat them, sign them and put HalfLife behind them 

I played the role of coach, plus the ref and the linesman 

Show you what not to do, so you can put your time in 

Self made man, noone helped or gave a hand (nope) 

Livin month to month, I worked for months to pay the rent 

So now I take the reigns, I major, I major made 

Ya I talk a lot of shit, a lot of things stay the same 

I still break the chains, kids stay in your lane 

Learn to listen, stop dissin, burnin bridges, nothin changed 

The same motha fuckas who got beef with me 

Are the same motha fuckas wanting beats from me 

You want ? after, from producer to weak rapper 

I speed past ya, and turn pages on each chapter 

You beat jacker, give it up and walk away 

You make it hard for a kid to love a culture these days 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3:] 

A lot of rappers run they mouth, but they run when shit starts 

Immitators wit no substance, like armpit farts 

And most rappers now a days claim that pimpin's easy 

But they girlfriends' look cheaper than Canadian tv 

I'm a main character, of course I'll be winning kid 

I never had to sell my soul like Bart Simpson did 

I go no tour, I'm drinkin liquor til it's tasteless 

Half in the bag, like potato sack races 

Is that supposed to be the way, make a livin, get paid 

Smoke weed, drink liquor everyday, I can't complain 

But shit will take it's toll, I know I'll feel it when I'm old 

I got direction in my life, but I don't know where to go 

[Chorus]