(Verse 1) Ayo, it's too cold in these streets, gotta stay strapped, Hustle hard every day, ain't no time to nap. Survival of the fittest, gotta watch your back, In this concrete jungle, where the wolves attack. Stacking bread, chasing paper, that's the hood dream, But in this game of life, nothing's as it seems. Gotta stay on point, can't afford to slip, In this ice-cold world, where loyalty's a trip. (Chorus) Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert, In this hustle game, gotta stay assert. Too cold in the game, but we're built tough, In this hood life, gotta be rough. (Verse 2) Got scars on my heart, but I wear 'em proud, In this thug life, gotta stay loud. Grinding in the shadows, moving through the night, In this cold world, gotta fight for your light. Too many snakes, too many rats, In this street life, gotta watch for traps. But I'll never fold, never break under pressure, In this ice-cold world, I'm the cold weather. (Chorus) Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert, In this hustle game, gotta stay assert. Too cold in the game, but we're built tough, In this hood life, gotta be rough. (Bridge) So I'll keep pushing forward, with my eyes on the prize, In this game of survival, gotta improvise. Too cold in the streets, but I'll keep my flame, In this hood life, I'll make my name. (Outro) So here's to the struggle, here's to the grind, In this cold world, gotta shine your mind. Too cold in the game, but we'll never fold, In this thug life, we'll make our gold.
All this pain I got really got a young nigga stressing momma don't care pops never asked or been there seen my own homie got shot I even got shot I told everybody its gonna be alr but Ik it won't be so I didn't know what to do kinda feeling dizzy so I told my bro he told me everything is alr look back are homie dieing so I looked up to the sky asking God why then I woke up in the hospital family all around me but all I see is fakes so I let them cry momma finally got a home couple months later house was getting light up everyday got kicked out living on my own hoping to see them better days
Summers are cold wintters warm Because everything changes and ain’t similar than before I was just a young boy until they really noticed me Momma said baby boy you can’t even go to sleep Momma I’m sorry these suckas wanna see me go to sleep (they wanna see me go to sleep ) But I’ve been mentally focused on my bag but still always looking out for my bruddas and my fam Evenly going to the top with my bruddas cuz niggas think it’s a competition now Posted up through the storm see a sucka we start to decapitate his dome Chop his nose for deciding to stick it in the growth Bring your breddrins we ain’t neva alone You squeal like a bitch so I hadda kill your tone Y’all talking to the c.o.p I know y’all swear to oath
coat Taylor made, don’t play the game if your gonna pout when u lose jump fade away, cold gatorade, cant run a lap in my shoes i put everything on the line , proved anything i could prove got it hot in my city, big chain on my neck keeping me cool gave her some tickets for her and her friends all of em 10s, if she behave, i might put her in a benz just got new tires put on, that mean we skirtin again i just made another comma, dosent matter what i spend wavy as ever im thinking bout buying a boat baby im dripping im drenched, i just got hit with the hose she just got in my benz, going straight to my home call up your friends, bella, and jen, plenty of room for em both
Heart colder than December i be posted up with sweaters trappin with my brothers we was grippin on barrettes I was sellin dope even though ma momma wouldn’t let us Kept it on the low if break her heart if I’d tell her
And I been trew the rain & I been trew Some pain Yeah I been praying for them better days but betters days ain't ever came I been reminiscing about the pain I'm walking with a Kane miss them old days but I had to switch my lane Fuck them old folks who stll diss up in my name I been laughing cuz I been pissing up on graves
(Verse 1) Ayo, it's too cold in these streets, gotta stay strapped, Hustle hard every day, ain't no time to nap. Survival of the fittest, gotta watch your back, In this concrete jungle, where the wolves attack. Stacking bread, chasing paper, that's the hood dream, But in this game of life, nothing's as it seems. Gotta stay on point, can't afford to slip, In this ice-cold world, where loyalty's a trip. (Chorus) Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert, In this hustle game, gotta stay assert. Too cold in the game, but we're built tough, In this hood life, gotta be rough. (Verse 2) Got scars on my heart, but I wear 'em proud, In this thug life, gotta stay loud. Grinding in the shadows, moving through the night, In this cold world, gotta fight for your light. Too many snakes, too many rats, In this street life, gotta watch for traps. But I'll never fold, never break under pressure, In this ice-cold world, I'm the cold weather. (Chorus) Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert, In this hustle game, gotta stay assert. Too cold in the game, but we're built tough, In this hood life, gotta be rough. (Bridge) So I'll keep pushing forward, with my eyes on the prize, In this game of survival, gotta improvise. Too cold in the streets, but I'll keep my flame, In this hood life, I'll make my name. (Outro) So here's to the struggle, here's to the grind, In this cold world, gotta shine your mind. Too cold in the game, but we'll never fold, In this thug life, we'll make our gold.
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Da official song to dis beat
This the beat keepitpeezy and lil pete got off on 🔥
This is music to my hear🔥💯
Im buying this beat friday or Saturday just watch
He needs to hop on this ASAP banger fashooo🔥🔥🔥
Keepitpeezy and lil Pete -too cold
this beat a w
(Verse 1)
Ayo, it's too cold in these streets, gotta stay strapped,
Hustle hard every day, ain't no time to nap.
Survival of the fittest, gotta watch your back,
In this concrete jungle, where the wolves attack.
Stacking bread, chasing paper, that's the hood dream,
But in this game of life, nothing's as it seems.
Gotta stay on point, can't afford to slip,
In this ice-cold world, where loyalty's a trip.
(Chorus)
Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert,
In this hustle game, gotta stay assert.
Too cold in the game, but we're built tough,
In this hood life, gotta be rough.
(Verse 2)
Got scars on my heart, but I wear 'em proud,
In this thug life, gotta stay loud.
Grinding in the shadows, moving through the night,
In this cold world, gotta fight for your light.
Too many snakes, too many rats,
In this street life, gotta watch for traps.
But I'll never fold, never break under pressure,
In this ice-cold world, I'm the cold weather.
(Chorus)
Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert,
In this hustle game, gotta stay assert.
Too cold in the game, but we're built tough,
In this hood life, gotta be rough.
(Bridge)
So I'll keep pushing forward, with my eyes on the prize,
In this game of survival, gotta improvise.
Too cold in the streets, but I'll keep my flame,
In this hood life, I'll make my name.
(Outro)
So here's to the struggle, here's to the grind,
In this cold world, gotta shine your mind.
Too cold in the game, but we'll never fold,
In this thug life, we'll make our gold.
just copped this its too fire gang fr
Got a fire song in the works 🔥💪🏽
Nah I need more shii like this from you💯💯😔
Frr💯
Fire Sample ! Fire Beat !
Whoever got this one lucky I would’ve ripped 🔥💯
Lil Pete n Peezy got it
Remember us when u blow gang
what song was sampled
Sweater weather
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How much to purchase???
All this pain I got really got a young nigga stressing momma don't care pops never asked or been there seen my own homie got shot I even got shot I told everybody its gonna be alr but Ik it won't be so I didn't know what to do kinda feeling dizzy so I told my bro he told me everything is alr look back are homie dieing so I looked up to the sky asking God why then I woke up in the hospital family all around me but all I see is fakes so I let them cry momma finally got a home couple months later house was getting light up everyday got kicked out living on my own hoping to see them better days
Summers are cold wintters warm
Because everything changes and ain’t similar than before
I was just a young boy until they really noticed me
Momma said baby boy you can’t even go to sleep
Momma I’m sorry these suckas wanna see me go to sleep (they wanna see me go to sleep )
But I’ve been mentally focused on my bag but still always looking out for my bruddas and my fam
Evenly going to the top with my bruddas cuz niggas think it’s a competition now
Posted up through the storm see a sucka we start to decapitate his dome
Chop his nose for deciding to stick it in the growth
Bring your breddrins we ain’t neva alone
You squeal like a bitch so I hadda kill your tone
Y’all talking to the c.o.p I know y’all swear to oath
Call ME BILLY /^Tune in funna drop this^\
Dope as
coat Taylor made, don’t play the game if your gonna pout when u lose
jump fade away, cold gatorade, cant run a lap in my shoes
i put everything on the line , proved anything i could prove
got it hot in my city, big chain on my neck keeping me cool
gave her some tickets for her and her friends
all of em 10s, if she behave, i might put her in a benz
just got new tires put on, that mean we skirtin again
i just made another comma, dosent matter what i spend
wavy as ever im thinking bout buying a boat
baby im dripping im drenched, i just got hit with the hose
she just got in my benz, going straight to my home
call up your friends, bella, and jen, plenty of room for em both
AYO LET ME USE THIS BEAT FOR MY SONGS !!! THEY ON MY CHANNEL !!!!!!
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fire asf but im kinda bumbed this isent free for non profit
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What's that original song of the sample?
You need to get paid
What’s the actual background song tho
Don't Kome 2 My Funeral Beat
Heart colder than December i be posted up with sweaters
trappin with my brothers we was grippin on barrettes
I was sellin dope even though ma momma wouldn’t let us
Kept it on the low if break her heart if I’d tell her
Generic bro come different
@@xxxatriligy8308 no one asked you bro
Beats on my chest
Working weights
Too cold
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Ayo this Beat for sale or Bought already ?? I want sum like this for my street love song
It’s for sale
Can I still purchase a lease for this beat?
No it’s sold
Mein Bruder sagt zu mir ich muss jetzt aufpassen weil zivilee falsche Schlangen vor dem Haus warten wann kann ich aufatmen
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This shit is FYEEEEE 🥲👑
Dis shit is something else 🔥🔥🔥💥💥💥💥
And I been trew the rain & I been trew Some pain
Yeah I been praying for them better days but betters days ain't ever came
I been reminiscing about the pain I'm walking with a Kane
miss them old days but I had to switch my lane
Fuck them old folks who stll diss up in my name
I been laughing cuz I been pissing up on graves
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shoulda used the real sample fr
Don't come to my funeral
To the face that got played out
To the train that got sent out
I’ll give 2 side make ur own rout
Ay look i always wanted to be a god child and as time goes on im tryna be a demon die it dont matter im tryna see who really love me
Stuuuupid SLAP 👋 🥹🫡🔥
(Verse 1)
Ayo, it's too cold in these streets, gotta stay strapped,
Hustle hard every day, ain't no time to nap.
Survival of the fittest, gotta watch your back,
In this concrete jungle, where the wolves attack.
Stacking bread, chasing paper, that's the hood dream,
But in this game of life, nothing's as it seems.
Gotta stay on point, can't afford to slip,
In this ice-cold world, where loyalty's a trip.
(Chorus)
Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert,
In this hustle game, gotta stay assert.
Too cold in the game, but we're built tough,
In this hood life, gotta be rough.
(Verse 2)
Got scars on my heart, but I wear 'em proud,
In this thug life, gotta stay loud.
Grinding in the shadows, moving through the night,
In this cold world, gotta fight for your light.
Too many snakes, too many rats,
In this street life, gotta watch for traps.
But I'll never fold, never break under pressure,
In this ice-cold world, I'm the cold weather.
(Chorus)
Too cold in the streets, gotta stay alert,
In this hustle game, gotta stay assert.
Too cold in the game, but we're built tough,
In this hood life, gotta be rough.
(Bridge)
So I'll keep pushing forward, with my eyes on the prize,
In this game of survival, gotta improvise.
Too cold in the streets, but I'll keep my flame,
In this hood life, I'll make my name.
(Outro)
So here's to the struggle, here's to the grind,
In this cold world, gotta shine your mind.
Too cold in the game, but we'll never fold,
In this thug life, we'll make our gold.