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PKTheProdigy - Cold & Painless Lyrics



PKTheProdigy - Cold & Painless Lyrics
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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
In the stu wit A, we up on the game
We just getting paid, we just getting laid
She say that I'm too much but I'm still ain't finna change
They say that they want beef, we keep running out of steak
I keep running out of steak
I can't stand this bitch, she keep on blowing up my name
You don't jack my name yet, don't come jack it when I'm famous
KD been through shit, that boy cold and he painless
Cause I was raised around with animals
I'm just tryna to chill till I take off like a cannonball
We was in the slums, tryna find ourselves a better home
When you was up in second grade, I ain't even go to school
Cause I was busy beatin ass and getting jumped
Mama asking what's that smell, this that runts
I'ma say this for the record only once
If you ain't bout the bread, then I'm out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We up and we paid, we lit
We up and we paid, we lit
We up and we paid, we lit
Yeah, yeah
Just look at the shit on my drip
Just look at the shit on my drip
Ayy, I gotta go, I gotta go
Don't touch me, I gotta pole
Don't trust her, that bitch a hoe
I'm just glad I made it back safe
Now I can take her and f*ck her on a date
Dogging her soon as a call me the preach
I'm in the booth, now making this heat
I'm releasing it whenever I need
I'm in your crib, I'm wit your thought
Jumped over the gate, then she gave me top
Then she gave me cake, I gave her the frost
Front on my brothers, boy, you could get lost
These rappers keep playing this lame shit
Boy, you ain't no comp, you ain't shit
I was born with this gift in the matrix
They keep talking shit, but they ain't shit
In the stu wit a
We up on the game
We just getting paid
We just getting laid
She said that I'm too much
But I'm still ain't finna change
They say that they want beef
We keep running out of steak
What
I keep running out of steak
I can't stand this bitch
She keep on blowing up my name
You don't jack my name
Yeah, don't come jack it when I'm famous
KD been through shit
That boy cold and he painless
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Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
In the stu wit A, we up on the game
We just getting paid, we just getting laid
She say that I'm too much but I'm still ain't finna change
They say that they want beef, we keep running out of steak
I keep running out of steak
I can't stand this bitch, she keep on blowing up my name
You don't jack my name yet, don't come jack it when I'm famous
KD been through shit, that boy cold and he painless
Cause I was raised around with animals
I'm just tryna to chill till I take off like a cannonball
We was in the slums, tryna find ourselves a better home
When you was up in second grade, I ain't even go to school
Cause I was busy beatin ass and getting jumped
Mama asking what's that smell, this that runts
I'ma say this for the record only once
If you ain't bout the bread, then I'm out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We up and we paid, we lit
We up and we paid, we lit
We up and we paid, we lit
Yeah, yeah
Just look at the shit on my drip
Just look at the shit on my drip
Ayy, I gotta go, I gotta go
Don't touch me, I gotta pole
Don't trust her, that bitch a hoe
I'm just glad I made it back safe
Now I can take her and f*ck her on a date
Dogging her soon as a call me the preach
I'm in the booth, now making this heat
I'm releasing it whenever I need
I'm in your crib, I'm wit your thought
Jumped over the gate, then she gave me top
Then she gave me cake, I gave her the frost
Front on my brothers, boy, you could get lost
These rappers keep playing this lame shit
Boy, you ain't no comp, you ain't shit
I was born with this gift in the matrix
They keep talking shit, but they ain't shit
In the stu wit a
We up on the game
We just getting paid
We just getting laid
She said that I'm too much
But I'm still ain't finna change
They say that they want beef
We keep running out of steak
What
I keep running out of steak
I can't stand this bitch
She keep on blowing up my name
You don't jack my name
Yeah, don't come jack it when I'm famous
KD been through shit
That boy cold and he painless
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Writer: Pradeeban Kamalanathan
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Language: English
Length: 2:29
Written by: Pradeeban Kamalanathan
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