Correction Paroles The Cold par Kota the Friend & Statik Selektah

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Kota
(Statik Selektah)
Uh
Yeah

Santa Monica, livin' and losing followers
Gimmicks doin' a lot for the dollars, I don't acknowledge them
Alcoholics Anonymous, livin' like hippopotamus
F**kin' 'round with the Oculus, digital me is wildin', I'm free
God watchin', I'm gettin' hit by the breeze
I tend to stumble and slip, but never fall to my knees
I'm living my life in tandem with all the sh*t I believe
Movin' in unison with my spirit toward the dream
Take it to the block, always focused on the scheme
B&Es, greener weed, all the possibilities
All the soldiers on the Ave falling, somethin' like the leaves
In between, we crack a laugh, then remember how it be
Branchin' off, because really, they don't got nothin' for me
Hear a lot of people talk, but ain't sayin' what they mean
I just focus on they walk, notice if they hit the lean
If I'm missin' what they saying 'cause they rushing when they speak, yeah

Water in my soul, pressure on my back, pushing through my lows
I go fifty on my road, no one on my back, reaping what I sow
They wonder where I go when I get in my bag, where they can never know
Fires in the cold, flying to the goal (Uh)
Separate the diamonds from the coal, the coal (Yeah, yeah)
Never actin', no stuntin', I really want the action
Still authentic, I plan to get it and get the practice
If I said it, I meant it, print it, copy and fax it
Lot of people just focus on how empty they gla** is
Income comin' aggressive, ironically, it's pa**ive
I'd play my new sh*t, but they all still dissectin' my last sh*t
I'm a force, I be solo-dolo, it's out of habit
Shorty trying to love me, she's saddened 'cause living made me callous
Came out the dungeon and then we took the palace
I'm at the function for minutes, feel like I'm moving backwards
I'm on my legacy, put my children ahead of me
Guarding my woman from all the garbage that turned me savage
I'm focusing past the physical, hear it and take it literal
Every syllable audible, hear it and see the visual
Wrote it like, "Yeah, I thought it of you", spittin' somethin' despicable
Flowing, sh*t is nautical, savin' little for interviews

New year, new issues, don't never let 'em get you
Trust in nothing, look at my woman, I'm wondering, "Who sent you?"
Got the bag and fumbled it and woke up in this sweat pool
N***as couldn't kill me if they killed me like I'm Deadpool
Made this sh*t for youngins mixing vodka with the Red Bull
I write the future, if you was wondering what my pen do
Thought I'd be a loser, misguided, hungry, disheveled
I'm runnin' sh*t so crazy, don't need the trophies or medals
I'm brushin' off the dust and lay a verse before it settle
Got 'em mimicking my moves, now they calling me Geppetto
I was sittin' in my room, sippin' sour amarettos
Dropping cla**ic after cla**ic, stackin' bangers like they LEGOs
Childish, higher learning, I ain't go to college
Couldn't read me 'cause they couldn't see me through my eyelids
I be that example how the pressure make a diamond
And depression make a legend, live progressive on my island, yeah
Water in my soul, pressure on my back, pushing through my lows
I go fifty on my road, no one on my back, reaping what I sow
They wonder where I go (Go, go) when I get in my bag, where they can never know
Fires in the cold, flying to the goal
Separate the diamonds from the coal, the coal

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