James Blake, SwaVay, JID - Frozen lyrics

JID [Destin Choice Route] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S.

[James Blake, SwaVay, JID - Frozen lyrics]

I've been losing all of my mind
They tell me I'm too hard to find
Tell me, am I?
How can that be true if you're mine?
Hopin' I'll be chosen body's so stooped
You'd think that I'd been frozen
You'd think that I'd been frozen
You'd think that I'd been

Huh, yeah, hypothermia, my hyperbole
Feel like Serbia, I shot Hercules
I'm a murderer
Dirty-thirty, I can make it dirtier
Urgent surgery or Hershey hearse
50-cal in the Virgil murse
Fifty thou', that's a turtle verse
When I get around (When I get around)
If I find the time, I ain't busy now but
(Busy now) a typical day, a temperature drop
A flick on a tool, a bitch ass cop
Grippin' a tool
But we ain't watchin' Home Improvement cole
JID vid, my influences bought the views in
Writin' my woes
Send a kite through the institution
Fighting a cold, he got
Life, but he twenty-two, shit
Twenty-two below, only two-one
Sell six buy eight forty-eight square feet
Give or take, that's weak
They tried to tell me choose
That or the street
Or you be dead or somethin' stupid
I don't know what they had said
Test a nigga, what came first
The chicken or the egg? Fuck I care
Unless who's splitting the thigh or a leg?
Kool-Aid red
There's snowin' on the bluff and Bouldercrest
Lift the pole north at your
Nose and open gifts
Check a nigga temperature froze
Blood tricklin', meltin' the snow
I'm numb so I never felt it before

By my wall I, I feel it all
(You'd think that I'd been frozen)
Yes, I won't lie, just come closer
(You'd think that I'd been frozen)

Lately, I've been feeling like I
Might've lost my mind
Only thing that I got in this life is time
The bottom line is ain't nothin' worse
Than time with an idle mind (yeah, uh)
They talk to me crazy like I ain't that
(Uh, yeah)
Still watching my pockets like they ain't fat
(Uh, yeah) stop calling me crazy
But when in fact I got my hand on the gat
The other on rap
Before 'rona was wearin' mask
Me and JID brought James to Atlanta
Took him to JJ's and had him turnt
By the end of the day
End up hittin' the lick for two nights
And then went to the banks
Stop by the Texaco on Gresham
Shawty shot up the tank
I looked at in the spell
He didn't catch his gun in the air
Then he ended my life and shot JID
In the back of his head
He killed us both, but did he do it?
Maybe I'm the one who had the gun?
Or maybe I made it up?
Okay, maybe you're right, I am crazy
I'm sorry or maybe I'm not?
Maybe I'm just adolescence that's
Made in a box? (By my wall I)
Cobain with the park in Atlanta
Stayed in the park
And I'll kill you, fuck if I'm famous or not
(Crazyman) an' I'm feelin' all by frostbite
Feet in the snow
Now Hotlanta don't feel so hot anymore
(I feel it all) now I'm frozen, neck frozen
My girl bad, my sex frozen, neck open
(You'd think that I'd been frozen)
Ice in my lungs now
Too far from the sun now, yeah

Yes, I won't lie just come closer
You'd think that I'd been frozen

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