Max B - Cold World Lyrics
[Verse 1: AB]It's Vigilante Season, it's big cars niggaSwervin' through the traffic, me and Max, stars niggaGet fly, what nigga, made a quarter millAnd that's all in a drought baby ***** a record dealThe only Brooklyn nigga that come through HarlemDisrespect The Pros nigga then you want a problemNever mind feeding 'em, leave them *****es starvin'Just gimme brain ma, leave the ***** throbbin'See I'm a pimp like Gold and MackHop up in this Coupe ma, ain't no holdin' backGain Greene, Don Pro, this is street lifeBlackin'-out in this ***** with Dame Grease rightYou know us Brooklyn niggaz chillComin' from the Stuy, then you oughta chillIt's AB slash pimp, Don Pro shit09 the takeover this is my year[Chorus: Max B]Ya know, ya know, ya oh-ohThat it's a cold worldMami should see a call girlShow her lil' body just to get a buckAny nigga she could *****Daddy I got a wayFrom the hood to the styleGain Greene, Don Pro, ABBiggaveli just let 'em beHe don't want no more cause he sauceyAll the game he showed meBaby don't leave me lonely[Verse 2: Max B]She told me "Baby never leave, me and Jimmy need you niceNow it's time to buy ya some ice"Different set of shitThat make you feel that you the black Nefertiti you areI love how he switch up his barsGet him in the mood, get some Grand CruSorry, need that nigga, tell him this how great he isThink that baby maybe hisThink that baby maybe notLook at how the game done made me popWatchin' my boy, it made me stopHad to think of him, cause I know it's me thuggin', Remy sigh, sayin' Max"Straighten up or you gon' go back"Had to say a prayer for my folksJesus give me the strength to spare they lifeMami you tryna get you rightTake you overseas where the water's greenBoatloads of quarter-keysThis is wavy, all of this meansThat these niggaz right back at the checker pointI'm with the joint, then the upper-decker, I point[Chorus: Max B]Ya know, ya know, ya oh-ohThat it's a cold worldMami should see a call girlShow her lil' body just to get a buckAny nigga she could *****Daddy I got a wayFrom the hood to the styleGain Greene, Don Pro, ABBiggaveli just let 'em beHe don't want no more cause he taught meAll the game he showed meBaby don't leave me lonely
