Moneybagg Yo – Cold Shoulder Lyrics | Video 2020

Lyrics Cold Shoulder – Moneybagg Yo

Yeah, back to the basics, I can’t escape it, no
They like they understand me better when I speak it raw
I’m thinkin’ ’bout how deep it get from diggin’ in my thoughts
But then again, I already know what come with bein’ a boss

I’m whisperin’ in her ear
Sayin’, I love you, I’ma do better, kissin’ her lips
Buy her a bag, then we f**k, she like, Boy, you a trip
Why you think you can fix everything with your d**k and gifts

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Barely say no to my kids, been like that since I birthed ’em
DeMoney a spitting image of me, his mom will say I cursed him
Changes and blessings come with time ’cause that’s what life bring
Didn’t understand this s**t clear enough ’til I made Spring

I got b**ches lyin’ on my name, tryin’ they best to get some clout
N**gas think it’s Swisher Sweet until I break them choppers out
Family never asked for my number, but now they reachin’ out
Post a picture with some money, they screenshot it, tryin’ to count

I ain’t f**kin’ with no rap n**gas, I’m stickin’ to the plan
Came in with my day ones, that’s how I’ma leave
Tavoe, Banjo, G, been through it all with me
Sat on the bench beside me, it’s a must they ball with me

S**t don’t even be what it look like, it just be seemin’ perfect
Sometimes I ask, Where the love at but that don’t mean I’m searchin’
I hate how I gave it attention knowin’ they didn’t deserve it
Did a diagnostics check and all my buttons workin’

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Why you tellin’ her the business when you go and lay up with her
I ain’t talkin’ to no pillow, especially not about my n**ga
Take a certain type of n**ga to relate to what I’m feelin’
I’m just ventin’ to myself, smokin’, starin’ at the ceilin’

I’m gangsta from the heart, started from the gutter
Robbin’ n**gas, stealin’ cars, I’m so glad I played it smart
I’m gangsta from the heart, beat the odds a million times
The struggle made a star, make ’em feel it bar for bar
Told ’em, on God, I tried to tell ’em
Didn’t believe me, so I showed ’em
I’m smashin’ on the gas, got no plans of pullin’ over
Wrap my hands ’round my arm, got the world in my palms
Forced me to go numb, I give ’em cold shoulder

You dead to me, I had to go stiff
Overtime, puttin’ in long hours, I don’t come off the shift
They hate so hard in my neighborhood, wanna do me like Nip
Pray I ain’t lookin’ at a friend if I gotta empty the clip
Talk to Gotti on the phone, he like, Look bro, leaνe it alone
But I can’t stay away, the trenches where I feel at home
I do it first, they gravitate, these rap n**gas my protégé

I never hate, 7.62 penetrate, the drums sound like an 808, boom
She went against the rules, f**ked the opposition dude
I know we ain’t together, but I still don’t feel it’s cool
Guess you ran outta weapons ’cause now you tryna use my son
Everything don’t need a response, I’m just done

I’m gangsta from the heart, started from the gutter
Robbin’ n**gas, stealin’ cars, I’m so glad I played it smart
I’m gangsta from the heart, beat the odds a million times
The struggle made a star, make ’em feel it bar for bar
Told ’em, on God, I tried to tell ’em
Didn’t believe me, so I showed ’em
I’m smashin’ on the gas, got no plans of pullin’ over
Wrap my hands ’round my arm, got the world in my palms
Forced me to go numb, I give ’em cold shoulder…

➤ Written by DMacTooBangin, The LoopHoles & Moneybagg Yo
Album: Time Served (Deluxe)
Produced by DMacTooBangin & The LoopHoles
Moneybagg Yo | 2020

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