Lyrics :

I be flyin out my head, when I hop out up da bed, all I thank about is bread, mothafucca what I said 

I ain’t fuccin wit you hoes because you hoes would leave me dead, I remember I was in da Med and I was seein red 

My lil patnas really scared, they ain’t tryna get a bag, I could put em all on, but who da hell gon get me bacc 

MVP tha Don, and I’m chasin my lil saccs... cuz da M Afghanistan but they still feel me in Chiraq 

Asthma attacc, I uh leave her short uh breath... Pass from da Macs, that’s an order on ya death 

Took my last checc, invested it all on da grind, I don’t ever place bets, it’s calculated ta be mine 

Cracca laccin, staccin magick, numbers up like mathematics, dis lil summer, I’ma hustle harda den a lil cracc addict 

Thow it, Madden, holdin, cabbage, on my soul I’m goin lavish, open does wit all my flows I’m sposed ta blow fa sho lil daddy... 

And my mind on da money... Ain’t shit funny, I’ma keep dis shit one hunnid... 

Used ta dope runnin... Mo I show shawty, she gon have ta show sump’n... 

My mind on me... Tank on E, but all dranks on P... 

So gon wipe me dyne... Please don’t fucc around you fucc around and find out... 

 

MVP don’t play no games, feel no pain like novacaine, winnin for my soljas mane, holla’n dis a cold game x4 

 

Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... Yeah... OG Slim in da mix

Single

Cold Game

Cold Game (Single) [2024] Prod. By Yung Nab

Killuminati 🗡️🗡️

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27 year old producer and independent artist. Wake Gang Entertainment founder. Memphis born.
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Cold Game (Single) [2024] Prod. By Yung Nab

MVP Tha Don