Cold Blood Lyrics - I Am - Yo Gotti

Started from the ground 

Building to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How you gon' survive now? 

Yeah, it's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

If I could paint a picture 

I would show the image of a dog ass nigga 

Yeah, raw ass nigga 

Popping pain killers 

Ridin' for the cause 

For dogs with them pistols, natural born killas 

He sold crack to his mother 

Turned his back on his brothers 

Killed his partner for the plug he think errthing a hustle 

Cold mothafucka, holmes numb, black heart, no feelings, just a gun 

He was raised in the trenches 

Not to mention all the hoes that had dissed him, 

So Holmes think the whole world against him 

Played Ball, coach benched him 

Grandpa Klan lynched him 

He was raised in Mississippi but he moved up to Memphis 

Kinda hard to adapt 

So holmes turned to a strap 

Didn't succeed, tried rap, couldn't fight, got slapped 

Shot dice, do crap, did time, back out, damn 

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And from the ground 

He Building to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How you gon' survive now? 

Yeah, it's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

Started from the ground 

Built it to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How u gon' survive now!? 

It's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

Photos 

Yo gotti lemme paint a picture for these niggas 

Here's a voice for the voiceless 

My words like multiple choice to the choiceless 

Emerge like a search light in the darkness 

For this young, black carcass 

My niggas either join the Armed Forces, or they corpses now 

In God we trust But it's bucks that we worship, now 

Boy that root of evil gon' forever rule the people 

See, I seen just what that fast money gon' come and do to people 

Hit a lick, it was a hit 

He said, "Let's go and do the sequel" 

But his, nigga wasn't 'bout it, nigga wasn't 'bout it, now 

Feeling guilty, "What would Momma think about me?" 

Told' em, think about it nigga, won't you think about it now? 

But he was money hungry 

Plus he trigger happy 

So they hopped up in the Caddy 

Burnt his pack, just like a Stevian 

Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM 

Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial 

For a murder that he ain't commit 

Tears soak the handkerchief 

And from the ground 

Building to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How you gon' survive now? 

Yeah, it's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

Started from the ground 

Built it to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How u gon' survive now!? 

It's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

Lights off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen 

Nigga hungry, mom embarrassed, so she don't want us to mention it 

Grandma wanna help but mama ego kickin' in 

She a hustla, she don't need no help raisin' her kids 

Bills came, got evicted, stayed strong, square business 

She ain't Neva shown weakness, real shit 

That created the hunger, and that made the monster 

Got the game from our momma 

That's some ill shit! 

Thirteen on the block he was a lookout 

In the kitchen on the stove like its a cookout 

Young nigga doctored the game could put a book out 

Right when he thought it was over he got took out BANG 

Brains leaking, nigga sneaked him, he ain't even see it comin 

He a hitta, he wasn't focus so he died over nothin 

No revenge, wit his friends shootin' dice 

Bet again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men 

Started from the ground 

Built it to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How u gon' survive now!? 

It's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

Started from the ground 

Built it to the sky now 

Watch it fall down 

How u gon' survive now!? 

It's cold blood in a nigga 

The streets left no love in a nigga 

They say the good die young, that's the truth 

My nigga floating up in heaven now, that's the proof 

I ain't make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace 

If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me 

Nigga maybe we can fly someday 

Oh we can fly someday 

Yeah up in the sky someday 

Do real niggas get to heaven? 

That's that shit I ask the reverend