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[Hook]
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)

[Verse 1]
You ain’t ever seen a nigga as fly as me (Fly as me)
A 100k in jewelry all eyes on me (All eyes on me)
Two seater 2Pac edition come and ride with me (Come and ride with me)
No sugar inside of me
Think before trying me (Tryin’ me)
You’ll never catch me slippin’ boy (Never catch me slippin’)
Dippin’ in that brand new toy (Dippin’ in that brand new toy)
All white seven Brandon Roy (Brandon Roy)
BCG yeah its branded boy (BCG)
Bunch of self made guap getters (Self made guap)
Straight up out the swamp nigga (Swamp nigga)
They lifestyles they wanna swap with us (Swap)
You’d think I had a third hand how I clock figures (How I clock figures)

[Hook]
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)

[Verse 2]
They call me Stalley Ichiban come from whippin’ 10 (Oh)
100 grand every instagram post
Used to post with the poles under lamp post
Forgiato.s on my Ghost [24 soak]
Paint wet weed got me coughin’ like a cold
100 notes in the envelope, I’m far from broke (I’m far from broke)
No joke, no laughin’, you can kill the chatter (No laughin’)
They say niggas still hatin’, but it don’t really matter (It don’t really matter)
If your girl got her eye on me, I’m going after her (I’m going after her)
Closed chapter, that’s a good book (A good book)
And if a girl leave with me, that’s a good look (A good look)
All my niggas came from whippin’, they some good cooks

[Hook]
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punc a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)

[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
I said one, two, three and to the fo’
I glide like there’s simply no traction on the flo’
10304, live action from the door
Shawty dime, let the whole team smash her on the tour
I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado
Savage vandal, I’m a legend of tomorrow
Painting the truth, here’s proof, ain’t it the truth
So ill a nigga spit with a containment suit
Slayin’ the booth, aim, shoot, bang! Cave in the roof
Hater, wouldn’t last a day in my shoes
You know very well, bet he swell, you can tell he jeal’
My price hiking like the pills Martin Shkreli sell
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Fact, I black on it, black, I’m back at it
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Fact, I blacked on it, black, I’m back at it

[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play

[Verse 2: Redman]
Yo, I’m on top of the world, mama, lookey here
I’m a boy beastin’ in my car, Paul Revere
Horsepower, never fell off, look in the mirror
When I drop something, you like Martin, all ears
Late Night Letterman, I light it like Edison
Fire through the wire, I wrote it out in Maryland
Arrogant? Yes. Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex
Cut the check and your boy digress
At my age it’s all about bread
Tryna be nice at 40, you can have it all shawty
I’m tryna make history, and history say
Fuck rap, I divorced her, the bitch bore me
Throw your hands up, let’s tear the bar up
So much bud I started sweating cigar guts
And these white folks love me like a Starbucks
Fuck with one dude, you gotta fuck with all us

[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play

[Outro: Redman]
Mathematics, you a fucking genius, nigga. yo, fuck that
Ladies and gentlemen
I need you to put your hands together
For worldwide international producer
Worldwide international DJ
And the creator of the Wu-Tang W symbol
Ladies and gentlemen
Please put your hands together and show your love
For our brother and yours – Mathematics

[Intro]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high

[Verse 1]
You taught me to feel
Something I knew but didn’t believe
I see the universe changing when your hands are touching me
And you, you are a dream
Make me a fool ‘fore you leave
The world is not as exciting in my head, honestly

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
Just stay off my mind

[Verse 2]
You give me the feels of strawberry fields
That’s all I can see
A love like this has no ending, stuck on a loop
Consuming me
And when lights are fading, lovers playing
Boring on a Sunday
Fairy lights are hanging from the trees
There’s something about it, I’m lost in the crowd
Still, I don’t know
Boy, it’s like I’m standing here alone

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
Just stay off my mind

[Bridge]
When the ice is melting, cars are waiting
Somehow it’s Monday and everyone has somewhere else to be
Im left with the silence
There’s something about it, I don’t know
I don’t mind just sitting here alone
‘Cause you’re still on my mind

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
Just stay off my mind

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I got that Hemi in my whip, so I can’t slow it down
I got McQueen in my cup, so it’s going down
I got that KK in my joint, so you know it’s going ’round
I get up on the track an show you how it’s supposed to sound
I come to your town, money get found
Them ‘lil niggas want a ounce, I’m ’bout to roll a pound
Niggas hate, where the bank? I don’t fuck with y’all
Keep it real, fuck the fake shit, sex doll

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Verse 2: Sosamann]
"Onset!"*
Hey
"How do you feel?"
My nigga, I told you, I’m great
I’m hittin’ the gas, no brake
These niggas, they sad and they hate
While I’m tryna make cash, walk out of the safe
The Ps come from out of estate
Grinded all of my life, but I do not skate
I used to play ball in the crate
Now I ball in the mall with half of my weight (hey)
I’m just out living my life (ooh)
Diamonds they bright and they bite (ayy)
Remember running from the buzz?
Now I perform in front of the lights
Look busy, I’m short, they like the knife (ayy)
Eating the steak with the rice (woah)
Water with no pipe
Yeah, that’d be a wonderful night

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Sosamann]
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
(Hey, hey, woo)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

Imma have to come from off the bench
Play my fifty minute stretch baby
You been having me up on the sideline
When I’m ‘Curry’ on the press

You never saw the best in me
Cause you was looking at the rest Baby
But when you got a king like me
There is a couple things you got to stress

I make you money longer
Yeah
I’m always up in ya corner
Yeah
I’m the one make you stronger
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

Wave ya money
Wave ya money
Ladies
If you feelin stress up in yo chest
Cause they forgot that you the best
Wave ya money

Imma have to take up off my shades so you can see I ain’t playin
Sometimes they seem to forget that you the only reason that they slayin Baby
If you at you job and they promotin everybody who ain’t sh*t
Listen
It’s ok to take a second to remember you deserve this
OH

You make you money longer
Yeah
You always up in ya corner
Yeah
You the one make you stronger
Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah

If they ain’t on ya wave
(no no no)
Wave the money in they face
(wave wave)
They got to know that you a King
( you a king)
Sit on thrones at the bank
( straight at the bank)

Wave ya Money