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Cold Game lyrics

Performers D. KayDelali Ayivor

Cold Game song lyrics by D. Kay official

Cold Game is a song in indeterminate language

I got heartbreak weighing on my necklace
I done learned my lesson I can’t get to invested
Shawty on bullshit these niggas on next shit
Already seen the signs I’m just planning my exit
They know I got it so I don’t gotta flex it
Came from the bottom now I’m just counting my blessings
Ain't pick up the phone that was sending a message
How I’m supposed to know you ain’t gone do wit my ex did?

Cold game
That’s why a young nigga gotta have my own thang
Trey 5 in the wood thats that propane
Big body on the whip take up both lanes
Sliding through the hood just the stunt on my old thang
Cold game
Cartiers on my nose like some cocaine
Had to get my bag up then the hoes came
Now a nigga baggin new bitches wit my old game

Shawty tell that she wanna love somebody
Pain in my chest it done struck my body
Thangs got rough and you went fucked somebody
And that’s the main reason that I don’t trust nobody
Ring ring Shawty ask when I’m coming over
She know I’m a star all these bitches wanna glow up
Feelings to the side got some pussy on the sofa
I been going hard got the city on my shoulders

Cold game
Bitches falling in line like a soul strain
Never forget what you did that Shit was so lame
You left me out there to dry out in the cold rain,
Surviving on my own mane
I look up in the sky try to take it in
Mason Margiela gotta break em in
Pray that the lord wash away my sins then I
Take a shot a Henny and I pray again

I got heartbreak weighing on my necklace
I done learned my lesson I can’t get to invested
Shawty on bullshit these niggas on next shit
Already seen the signs I’m just planning my exit
They know I got it so I don’t gotta flex it
Came from the bottom now I’m just counting my blessings
Ain't pick up the phone that was sending a message
How I’m supposed to know you ain’t gone do wit my ex did?

Cold game
That’s why a young nigga gotta have my own thang
Trey 5 in the wood thats that propane
Big body on the whip take up both lanes
Sliding through the hood just the stunt on my old thang
Cold game
Cartiers on my nose like some cocaine
Had to get my bag up then the hoes came
Now a nigga baggin new bitches wit my old game
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