Born in the Cold Wiley (Ft. Andreena Mill)

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Eski boy, yeah
I was born in the cold, it's not make belief
I hit the ice like a maple leaf
I can't spit if I don't rate the beat
Don't push cause you're gonna make me hate the beat
My cousin's got iPhones on sale for cheap
Street raised me, now I'm gonna raise the street
My mind might flip, go astray for weeks
I went to look for it, then it came to me
When I was young, never had a brain for trees
Slush puppies kid, swap brain for freeze
E-S the game changed, I change degrees
Cause a blizzard anywhere I take my feet
But let me take you to a place where I chase my Ps
London, the place where I grate my cheese
And if you can't hustle you won't last there
I seen people crumble in a half year
Swear I like when I see the youth doing good things
Cause I want them to know what doing good brings
I've been there myself and now I'm gonna help you
You don't want what the hood brings
Look away from it, looks good but please don't play with it
My advice, I'm a vice got me looking for the cold
11-05 here I go
[Chorus: Andreena Mill]
I'm running to the sky
I wanna go
Cause I be on a natural
High, high, high