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  • Cold Game
      Cold Game by Lalinea, Micki Ronnae

      Cold Game

      Song by Lalinea, Micki Ronnae

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      Cold Game
      Album
      Cold Game

      Instrument

      Vocal
      Pads
      Electronic Drums
      Synth

      Mood

      Dark
      Angry
      Serious
      Groovy

      Genre

      Hip Hop

      Video Theme

      Sport & Fitness
      Gaming
      Urban

      BPM

      71
      E
      Explicit
      Yeah
      Tell them n***** bundle up, aye
      Un

      Hey, it gets cold in that field, tell them n***** bundle
      up
      Boy, them vultures on your head while you're tryna cuddle up
      Pillow talking with that broad, but she's down to set you up
      Yeah, the first one to cross you, be the one you say you love

      Like, oh, down to catch a soul
      That reaper's creeping through your door
      Catch you all alone
      They're tryna figure out who did it
      But nobody knows
      That boy was claiming he was with it
      But he went and told
      Yeah, you see, you gotta watch your back because them snakes are in the grass
      Self-snitching on the gram, and now those Jakes are on your ass
      We ain't going out for nothing, we just take it, we don't ask
      Boy, you cannot trust them vultures because they take you for your last

      I'm from a city where you keep it on you
      Cause the reaper's on you
      You've been going too hard
      Now the people want you
      Looking to the stars for a sign
      Like the preacher told you
      Fell asleep with my nine
      Can't let them people hold you

      I'm from a city where you keep it on you
      Cause the reaper's on you
      You've been going too hard
      Now the people want you
      Looking to the stars for a sign
      Like the preacher told you
      Fell asleep with my nine
      Can't let them people hold you

      Lately, I've been moving calculated
      Too much bread, they're tryna calculate it
      Lately, I've been getting acclimated
      You're blowing up her phone, she's getting aggravated
      I know that these n**s mad I made it
      All the b*******, boy, I had to face it
      Blunt of the runts, boy, I had to taste it
      I ain't pulling over, boy, they had to chase it
      You see, it's Gotham City
      You enemy number one if you ain't rocking with me
      When it's all said and done, I know they plot to get me
      When they see me sitting pretty
      That's why I got the semi
      When I hop out that Hemi

      I'm from a city where you keep it on you
      Cause the reaper's on you
      You've been going too hard
      Now the people want you
      Looking to the stars for a sign
      Like the preacher told you
      Fell asleep with my nine
      Can't let them people hold you

      I'm from a city where you keep it on you
      Cause the reaper's on you
      You've been going too hard
      Now the people want you
      Looking to the stars for a sign
      Like the preacher told you
      Fell asleep with my nine
      Can't let them people hold you

      Yeah, tell them n***** bundle aye
      Tell them n***** bundle up
      Hey, it gets cold in that field
      Hey, it gets cold in that field
      Tell them n***** bundle up
      Hey, it gets cold in that field
      So tell them n***** bundle up
      Hey, it gets cold in that field
      Well, tell them n***** bundle up
      So tell them n***** bundle up

      I'm from a city where you keep it on you
      Cause the reaper's on you
      You've been going too hard
      Now the people want you
      Looking to the stars for a sign
      Like the preacher told you
      Fell asleep with my nine
      Can't let them people hold you