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(x2)
Cold in Boston, jewelry awesome
Bitch, I need my money, word to mother.
You don't cut the check, I'm finna make that shit
No love, I'm take that shit

(Verse 1)
Got so honor, thats why I get fucked over
Sitting right on the stove, thinking boulders
Cooking up, wake you up, and I ain't about folgers
Ain't never sold a rock, I'm bringing you closer.
My back against the wall, my friends
wanna ask for my number, let me see your face
Why you say you love me, when you love my
You never had a dad, so you play that game
You never had a mom, so you got no love
back to your past, it was so fucked up.
Fast forward to the time that boy lucked up
Record deal out the hood, nigga heard of
When you hot everybody wanna suck your
When you down everybody fuck your bitch
When you sick, everybody to see you suffer
Thats when I keep the nine tucked come on I'm Ed Lover you bitch!

You feel me? I keep that nine, on son I'm Ed Lover

(Verse 2)
Plan to think, to plan
Three strikes in the jail its a my man.
Cold nights in Boston, jewelry
to my life, every day been costing
You dont got a private jet, man Jay I'm you got it
Bought my mom a house cause I sure got it
A lot of sneak diss, bet you niggers is pussy
When I say I with toys, I ain't talking about woody.
More things in my house pull ya whole back
When you walk with them peacoat and a small bag
No time for second guesses, I do I flake
Its no suckers in my clique, dimes with cake
Its no money in the kitchen, but they paint that
Taking lives for you boys cause just that realer
Any I call it shot, I can do it myself
It's no love in the jects only and hell

BASEDGOD

Playing toys I ain't talking about woody, mother

BASEDGOD

Once again cough cause I'm so sick!

(x2)

Shouts out to the baby
whatup
New Jersey
New York
Upstate
wassup
Ohio it do
wassup
North whatup
whatup
Maine

Cold In Boston

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