Dean - World Cold Lyrics

Wonder if the world is cold, Cuss I feel numb
Only ever talk about pussy and income
Really dislike people, who hold no passion
I'm talking bout actors, but movies ain't action
Keeping it real, I acquired my estate
Talking longest of days, staying up late
It takes dough to my bread, and mine sweeter than cake
Success is preheated, I had to learn how to bake
They act in amazement, When I'm out of the basement
Jealousy their component, that doesn't feel complacent
This is my journey, into the world of the lost
Used to sleep on my dreams, but I turned and I tossed
I hope I ain't bitter, But I f*cking hate weakness
Dumb shit on the weekends, Yeah I have bore witness
To shallow people, with simplistic amusement
Who blow their whole paycheck, Just to feel like shit in the morning
And unfaithful women, who get lustful in the evening
Hard to find qualities in characters, redeeming
For something more than a moment that's steadily fleeting
I've got an appetite for life, so either way I'm eating

Cold world, with fleeting desires
I wonder what it must take, for us to reignite fires
In the belly of the beast, Feel like I must feast
So I'm all about my bread, like some mother f*ckin yeast
Replacing all tradition, with a whole new addition
Making digits add up, like I'm a mathematician
Bills pile on the kitchen, every month like subscription
If life is a bitch, I gave her a dope dick addiction
They say the top lonely, But the view is so lovely
No complaints for my pains, My past truly made me
I'm looking at my soul, through the mirror that shines
And sometimes I can see tears, for all my past times
Mention regrets, In a room full of rejects
When I mention my figures, wanna blast like jets
My life got augmented, when my heart got segmented
I went from being the weird one, to hella eccentric

They wanna see me fall, like a tourist in Niagara
My haters hella mad, cuss I'm up like Viagra
Took losses like a boss, And leveled up like Mario
Chasing coins, like a game, Drinking a blonde americano
With light splash of cream, while I'm chasing the dream
With the stats on my card, they better triple team
I break away and then score, With the lead I want more
I'm the coach and the player, Give me space to explore
Remember south shore, The dick diplomat of the globe
Double O to her seven, Get her lucky like James Bond
The most important connection, isn't risking rejection
There self loathing people, who chose their ejection
Then blame and election, Or whatever direction
The television or radio, helps them target attention
If you die broke in America, you might need a quick lesson
Play the cards you are dealt with, Hustle up your profession