Cold Streets Swag Toof (Ft. GXLDSLVGS)

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
You think you know me
You don’t really know me
You ain’t down with that Toof Gang you damn sure ain’t my homie You ain’t seen me on (?) with my stomach growling all boney
In the bando with that camo cold frying up the bologna
All you see is what’s on me
You ain’t real for my story Nah
I prayed to God for that way at and got shot instead so I’m holy
In a pacced room with a bunch of goons so why the fucc am I lonely
Why can’t I trust anybody thinking everybody plotting on me Sorry Ouija off his meds again
Talking to his friends again
Got demons on me trying to flex again
You think death will end you better let me in
Got friend requests I ain’t checcing them
Voices playing in my cranium and as time swings that pendulum I see old hoes and think less of them
(?) next catch breath again
Pop til feel worth my flex again
These bullet wounds these stab wounds ain’t shit to the pain my head is in
I had a best friend fucc my shawty while I was locked up in that cage
And had my childhood taken from me so I’m never acting my age Hoe

[Hook: Choirboy]
You think you know me but you don’t really know me
(?) deep with some swishers and some gold teeth
You think you know me but you don’t really know me
No sleep, No sleep in these Cold Streets
You think you know me but you don’t really know me
No sheep (?) Lil Bo Peep
You think you know me but you don’t really know me
Ten Toes never froze in these Cold Streets