Cold Brooklyn Michelle (Ft. Mick Jenkins)

[Chorus: Brooklyn Michelle]
Ooo you're so cold in fact, sippin' on Culdesac
Play my cards, you fold 'em back
And I'm way too focused, I don't need bogus
Yeah you already know this, You already
Cold in fact, sippin' on Culdesac
Play my cards, you fold 'em back
And I'm way too focused, I don't need bogus
Yeah you already know this, You already (Ooh!)

[Verse 1: Brooklyn Michelle]
Where do I begin, we go way back
But it popped off again, Was it all pretend
Does it all depend, In the end I still feel like I lost a friend
I guess it wasn't the deal, I can't pout
Ain't nobody can heal me, don't doubt
Watcha' thinking bout now
What were you thinking back then
Shit

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]
Look I ain't ever been that Cold
Truth is young man got a code that he live by
I was never here for the gold, Nah
Gettin' in your head was the goal from the start
And it's art how we paint pictures
George Or' wouldn't know its art
You just play a part, on point like a dart
And we ain't missin', too cold with the mission
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