[Intro: Roddy Ricch & Future]
Gave me a cold- (Yeah)
Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart
ATL Jacob
Yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart (Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart)
Yeah, yeah, Oh yeah, oh yeah
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Future]
Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart (Being down)
Lost some niggas to the federal, had to move different (Oh yeah)
I was poppin' all these percocets, I was losin' it
Introduced to codeine and I started abusin' it (Oh yeah)
Had to play the game, talkin' lows and highs (Ahh)
I've been goin' through some pain, just look inside my eyes (Ahh)
Even though I'm touchin' dead faces, I don't feel alive (Ahh)
'Cause I want to die, with my dog, with my nigga, die (Oh yeah)
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch & Future]
I'mma pop this seal, nigga, and pop this tablet (Ahh)
Had to find my soul 'cause I tried to chase a bad bitch
Had to move out [?] 'cause my [?] (Oh)
I lost my dog and that shit turned me to a savage (Ohh)
Don' look around for solid niggas, I know there ain't none
We from the same hood, why that nigga hatin' on me
I can't trust, you gotta keep a pistol 'cause I know they [?]
Got a banana clip in it, gotta keep the lid on me (Oh yeah)
'Cause if a nigga try to come for me, the [?]
We'll lay a nigga down, and that's on the dead homie
Had to bless my dogs with Louis Vuitton, 'cause he blick for me
And bless my main bitch with some [?], 'cause she there for me ('Cause she there for me)
Gave me a cold- (Yeah)
Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart
ATL Jacob
Yeah, yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart (Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart)
Yeah, yeah, Oh yeah, oh yeah
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch & Future]
Being down in these trenches gave me a cold heart (Being down)
Lost some niggas to the federal, had to move different (Oh yeah)
I was poppin' all these percocets, I was losin' it
Introduced to codeine and I started abusin' it (Oh yeah)
Had to play the game, talkin' lows and highs (Ahh)
I've been goin' through some pain, just look inside my eyes (Ahh)
Even though I'm touchin' dead faces, I don't feel alive (Ahh)
'Cause I want to die, with my dog, with my nigga, die (Oh yeah)
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch & Future]
I'mma pop this seal, nigga, and pop this tablet (Ahh)
Had to find my soul 'cause I tried to chase a bad bitch
Had to move out [?] 'cause my [?] (Oh)
I lost my dog and that shit turned me to a savage (Ohh)
Don' look around for solid niggas, I know there ain't none
We from the same hood, why that nigga hatin' on me
I can't trust, you gotta keep a pistol 'cause I know they [?]
Got a banana clip in it, gotta keep the lid on me (Oh yeah)
'Cause if a nigga try to come for me, the [?]
We'll lay a nigga down, and that's on the dead homie
Had to bless my dogs with Louis Vuitton, 'cause he blick for me
And bless my main bitch with some [?], 'cause she there for me ('Cause she there for me)
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