Cold Winters (feat. Dave East & Guordan Banks)

Tsu Surf - Cold Winters (feat. Dave East & Guordan Banks) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]We was on them backblocks, cold wintersPacman, ghost gettersNo time for breakfast, we is trappin' took the toast with usWatchin' for them cavaliers, Kyrie in the crunch timePrayin' not to get it done, second shift lunch timeHow you feel about your life? Nigga, cause I want mineCuz became a man in jail, sixty too much timeShit momma raised me so it's tough loveBad bitch changed up, got me like fuck lovePuffed up, 40 below whether shit we tuck snubsHoodie tied felt like Ghost town back when Cookie diedFlip a quarter, what you need hit me I can get it for yaCaught the nigga slippin', got the pesh he was with his daughterDamn, so much shit I can't sleep withoutMain bitch aggravating got a nigga sleepin' outYou can pull up where we at, nigga we can see it outStories we don't talk about, shit we can't speak about[Hook: Guordan Banks]When runnin' the streets become such a sacrifice (tell me when)When you say you can't breathe and they still try to take your life (no right, no right)But never let the devil see you cry (never)Never let the devil see you cry (never)Look him straight dead in the eyesTell him you got God on your side[Verse 2: Dave East]I'm sendin' paper these niggas sendin' emojisHigh by myself, I popped the pill by my lonelyFendi by Karl Lagerfeld, Presi' the RollieCan't even pronounce what I'm wearin', you niggas know meI did a song with Jim, Cam'ron and Juelz too (my niggas)I'm just puttin' on for Harlem, check the cell TsuBillboard top ten for a few weeks straight, I'm gainin' weightMcDonald nigga you don't eat steakNickel bag, dime bag you never seen weightHard to believe everyday my life is like Spring BreakMakin' sales anywhere I wouldn't even thinkAnd have enough of bottles I wouldn't even drinkLast summer workin' out, I was doin' sets at [?]Now your wifey starin' at my diamonds and I bet she blinkBefore we bust it open, had to wet the sinkLet it dry out on the napkin, kitchen never cleanI let the cool it, came up on a nice rugerAnd had some bodies on it, soul it took a flight to CubaI play Havanna, Alexander McQueen shirtsI know the percs bad but the lean worse, it's team work[Hook: Guordan Banks]When runnin' the streets become such a sacrifice (tell me when)When you say you can't breathe and they still try to take your life (no right, no right)But never let the devil see you cry (never)Never let the devil see you cry (never)Look him straight dead in the eyesTell him you got God on your sideNever let the devil see you cry (never)Never let the devil see you cry (never)Look him straight dead in the eyesTell him you got God on your side