The Jacka - Colder Blood lyrics

[The Jacka] We mafia, got the streets crazy, this that mob sh** clap every n***a hatin' Seal them birdies up, send em' off on vacation n***as know what up f** wit us cuz' we cakin' up Never would I though that I ever would of made it but make hella paper all I ever do is save it up Remember when then raided us? Hit the back gate heard you yell so I waited up Bust a couple shots out my thang then I caught a bus rode the sh** called my n**s up they was in the West P world we was livin' in, that was fun I was on the run from the Man they caught me up I beat the case, cuz' the rat was dead I got the last laugh but they was laughin then sometimes I blast past memory lane I was a kid went I entered the game.. and it's dope cuz' everybody still remember my name [Fam (Chorus)] It's just the way that it is.. This game can be so cold... So if you want to make it out here.. You got to have colder blood.. They wanna take the fool for my kids.. and to me that's just so cold.. So if I'm gonna make it out here.. I gotta have colder blood.. [J Stalin] Peruvian flake told em' I'd give my life for it, I gotta see a million dollars 'fo the feds destroy it As the would turns, and the purp burns.. n***as is broke cuz' broke n***as never learn I learned how to earn, and wait my turn see a n***a now I got money to burn Threw a stack to the lawyer now the hearing's adjourned, not (not) guilty y'all got to feel me Pray for me if a n***as tryna steal me, I get that real D from the Migos Where if you don't pay back they shootin' through yo peep hole long as you don't get caught homicide is legal I'm tryna change, cuz the game drained me like a needle Stay wit a weapon so n***as know I'm lethal gotta get my money broke n***as never equal My last b**h blew up on a n***a like C-4 [Fam (Chorus)] It's just the way that it is.. This game can be so cold... So if you want to make it out here.. You got to have colder blood.. They wanna take the fool for my kids.. and to me that's just so cold.. So if I'm gonna make it out here.. I gotta have colder blood.. [Berner] I wake up.. and pick a fit out I can't wait til' my big Cuz might get out the pen I was young I was k**in' em' then, before I had kicks I was gettin' it in I had 8 balls for $120 now I'm grown I don't break sh** down I let em' go as a whole And I'm stuck in this fast life keep weight like a fiend keeps his gla** pipe That's right.. All my hoes act right long day cuz I did it big last night smokin' while I bag white Pullin' up in somethin' mean, Green Team yeah we started with the triple beam No cut in my coke, nah I keep it clean and I love the drought Yeah I need the streets, tell my people time to eat And watch how I double-up.. This the life of a full time hustler