Lagum - The Cold letra (lyrics)

Sometimes I find myself genuinely confused by
What's right and what's wrong
Sometimes I'm emotional and don't know
How to react responsibly
Let alone respectful sometimes I'm a hot
Mess and sometimes damn it most
Times i feel helpless enough to
Ask God for some help

I'm out in the cold
Something bout the way you talk
Just got me feeling old
My way got me home, yeah, I need me
My God, yeah, something bout my call
I talk to people bout my God
Yeah, y'all still know my thoughts, yeah
Put it in
A song yeah, If y'all never feel me
I won't quit until y'all gone
Yeah, mostly when I write, I never get
That light, but mostly when I love
I never get that right

Living in the same old times
Moving at the same old pace
Thinking it's same old crime
Living with this dark skin face
Maybe I could give you love
And lift the pressure off, so
They say, Maybe it's kinda cool
How they do it too, in they lane
Me I'm on a high like this, me I'm
Gonna drive like this, nigga
Need nobody else, finna be fine like this

You just wanna get the rolls and
Then leave me looking depressed
Me I wanna hit the road with
Them 24s and no stress
So I'm just going and I hate this ish
No no time for the night time bliss
Hit that dub for the one night kiss, wait
No girl think I need to piss, please
Let go of my God damn wrist
This that rude on a high like
This, on a high like this
On high it's bliss

I'm out in the cold
Something bout the way you talk
Just got me feeling old
My way got me home, yeah, I need me
My God, yeah, something bout my call
I talk to people bout my God
Yeah, y'all still know my thoughts, yeah
Put it in
A song yeah, If y'all never feel me
I won't quit until y'all gone
Yeah, mostly when I write, I never get
That light, but mostly when I love
I never get that right

Pushing out, push and pull
I think I had things to do
All the time, kept the rules
Damn I think I miss it too
Missing you, damn I quit, oh my
Gosh, it's in my blood, in
My wrist, Damn, I hope my mind
Go off before I tweet, i hope
All the way
I've been talking bout saving grace
Maybe we ain't really get the picture
Still having strife over mere race
I'm good, good, yeah, wonder what time it is
I spent too long on the phone
Wonder what time to give

I'm out in the cold
Something bout the way you talk
Just got me feeling old
My way got me home, yeah, I need me
My God, yeah, something bout my call
I talk to people bout my God
Yeah, y'all still know my thoughts, yeah
Put it in
A song yeah, If y'all never feel me
I won't quit until y'all gone
Yeah, mostly when I write, I never get
That light, but mostly when I love
I never get that right

Sometimes I find myself genuinely confused by
What's right and what's wrong
Sometimes I'm emotional and don't know
How to react responsibly
Let alone respectful sometimes I'm a hot
Mess and sometimes damn it most
Times i feel helpless enough to
Ask God for some help