DJ Kay Slay, Mac Miller, Kendrick Lamar, Kevin Gates, Rell - Cold Summer lyrics
DJ Kay Slay [Keith Grayson] New York, U.S.
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Kevin Gates [Kevin Jerome Gilyard] Baton Rouge, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[DJ Kay Slay, Mac Miller, Kendrick Lamar, Kevin Gates, Rell - Cold Summer lyrics]
In here with the legendary DJ Kay Slay
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Fuckin' up the premises, I been a dick
Ain't beneficial
I'm 'bout to issue your nemesis
Evacuate the buildin' when I come through
Evaluate your feelin's when I come through
Tire marks and gun smoke stories
OGs reminisce and show glory
He said, "Nigga
I'm hopin' you make a way out
Before I make this Mac-11 do it for me"
I know responsibility weighin' down
On my shoulders
Summertime always the coldest
Niggas do you dirty like the projects
25? Then you are the oldest
This is the feelin' you get when you ride
'Til the wheels fall off and
There's no mo' drive
I see the fear when I look in your eyes
You should execute or x out and expire
Another day (yeah) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's told (Oh)
Even when it's warm outside
These streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no love (No)
And that ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Champagne liquor, pair of Bape slippers
Blue collar for the dollar, I'm in Pittsburgh
Young vet with rings, bitch, I'm Derek Fisher
Ballin' super hard
You can smell the swishers
No one I met workin' hard as I do (I do)
It's like I never even made a fucking dollar
I'm a genius though, you can check my IQ (IQ)
Y'all lookin' stupid when you
Pop your fucking collar take a breath
(Take a breath) make a toast (Make a toast)
I seen the Devil tryna take my soul
But he ain't gon' touch what he can't control
This some food for thought
You can get a plate to go
Me and Kendrick on a track, man
That's bad news
For all you rappers who be talkin'
Shit to act a fool (Act a fool)
Givin' bitches a "D" like we
Was back at school
But that's only if they got that bad attitude
Another day (yeah) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's told (Oh)
Even when it's warm outside
These streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no love (No)
And that ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Kept it street with you has beens
They just entertainers
Yet they're going dumb
They go to buggin' you for favors
Talk behind your back by telling
Women that they made ya scared of the slum
I be in 'em like broken bottles
Go to whippin' throttle
Bending corners in the bottom
Did it like he's TIP, pull a click
Then recline 'em cold summer
Swimmin' in the puddle with piranhas
GRR like Eminem, bitch
I ain't never knew my momma
Changed on the first born, father wasn't shit
Sayin' every time she gaze at me
All she see is this
A nigga on his dick scared
To help with the rent (Why?)
Said she love me
I don't ever get the nerve to tell her shit
Cryin' on the inside
Lookin' through the fence
Looking up to ballers, often time I reminisce
Prayin' to the stars
I go hard with the bricks
Flip 'em one to two, pass 'em the rock
Make an assist (score)
Feel like MoneyMakingMitch, pure shooter
I don't miss kill 'em 'bout whatever
Bet not ever get it bent
Bitch, you say you love to
Suck another nigga dick
Kept it real, get the money, ain't
No sense in actin' funny, did a bid
Came home then made her fuck him in front me
Back to back
Cold heart makin' all assumptions
Now we goin' far but you came
Back from travelin' outta states
While you other bitches hate
Back in the country
Record deals saw why I had to
Fuck with who love me
And this WCW, love to cheat on her husband
She from Colorado
She'd die for niggas who thuggin'
While her faker was in prison
Two niggas stuffed in the cutty
Ball players runnin' trains on
Her and her buddies
Picture get depicted you hated
Me over nothin', motherfucker
Trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Another day (yeah) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's told (Oh)
Even when it's warm outside
These streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no love (No)
And that ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Fuckin' up the premises, I been a dick
Ain't beneficial
I'm 'bout to issue your nemesis
Evacuate the buildin' when I come through
Evaluate your feelin's when I come through
Tire marks and gun smoke stories
OGs reminisce and show glory
He said, "Nigga
I'm hopin' you make a way out
Before I make this Mac-11 do it for me"
I know responsibility weighin' down
On my shoulders
Summertime always the coldest
Niggas do you dirty like the projects
25? Then you are the oldest
This is the feelin' you get when you ride
'Til the wheels fall off and
There's no mo' drive
I see the fear when I look in your eyes
You should execute or x out and expire
Another day (yeah) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's told (Oh)
Even when it's warm outside
These streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no love (No)
And that ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Champagne liquor, pair of Bape slippers
Blue collar for the dollar, I'm in Pittsburgh
Young vet with rings, bitch, I'm Derek Fisher
Ballin' super hard
You can smell the swishers
No one I met workin' hard as I do (I do)
It's like I never even made a fucking dollar
I'm a genius though, you can check my IQ (IQ)
Y'all lookin' stupid when you
Pop your fucking collar take a breath
(Take a breath) make a toast (Make a toast)
I seen the Devil tryna take my soul
But he ain't gon' touch what he can't control
This some food for thought
You can get a plate to go
Me and Kendrick on a track, man
That's bad news
For all you rappers who be talkin'
Shit to act a fool (Act a fool)
Givin' bitches a "D" like we
Was back at school
But that's only if they got that bad attitude
Another day (yeah) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's told (Oh)
Even when it's warm outside
These streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no love (No)
And that ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Kept it street with you has beens
They just entertainers
Yet they're going dumb
They go to buggin' you for favors
Talk behind your back by telling
Women that they made ya scared of the slum
I be in 'em like broken bottles
Go to whippin' throttle
Bending corners in the bottom
Did it like he's TIP, pull a click
Then recline 'em cold summer
Swimmin' in the puddle with piranhas
GRR like Eminem, bitch
I ain't never knew my momma
Changed on the first born, father wasn't shit
Sayin' every time she gaze at me
All she see is this
A nigga on his dick scared
To help with the rent (Why?)
Said she love me
I don't ever get the nerve to tell her shit
Cryin' on the inside
Lookin' through the fence
Looking up to ballers, often time I reminisce
Prayin' to the stars
I go hard with the bricks
Flip 'em one to two, pass 'em the rock
Make an assist (score)
Feel like MoneyMakingMitch, pure shooter
I don't miss kill 'em 'bout whatever
Bet not ever get it bent
Bitch, you say you love to
Suck another nigga dick
Kept it real, get the money, ain't
No sense in actin' funny, did a bid
Came home then made her fuck him in front me
Back to back
Cold heart makin' all assumptions
Now we goin' far but you came
Back from travelin' outta states
While you other bitches hate
Back in the country
Record deals saw why I had to
Fuck with who love me
And this WCW, love to cheat on her husband
She from Colorado
She'd die for niggas who thuggin'
While her faker was in prison
Two niggas stuffed in the cutty
Ball players runnin' trains on
Her and her buddies
Picture get depicted you hated
Me over nothin', motherfucker
Trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand
Another day (yeah) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's told (Oh)
Even when it's warm outside
These streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no love (No)
And that ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas understand