Cold Summer Yamine

(Intro: Yamine)
Yeah, Yamine, we getting mane, it’s gone be a cold summer

(pre-hook: Yamine)
It’s cold outside in the middle of August
Back up in July it was snowing over coffins
Niggas caught the heat
And they all live in New Orleans
Born in the streets
Gotta fight just for water

(Verse 1: Yamine)
I pull up in a drop top with a new bitch
Yeah that’s how I live (yeah yeah)
Shout out to all my niggas
In the trenches just grind and live (live live)
Ain’t no reason to catch no beef, don’t seek
Just mind yo biz (mind it)
Cause if you catch the heat, them bullets will spray
In the grave you dig (digging)
Man I don’t wanna see you on a new T-Shirt (nope)
I wanna see you alive so let’s go to church (pray)
If you don’t wanna die then let’s go praise (the Lord)
Yes God will protect, and keep all enemies away (true)
I wanna see you grind
And all my homies eat (true)
Get up outta school and stay out da streets (get out)
Live up to the fullest and ignore all the evil (ignore)
All them fake niggas is the same ones pullin triggers (gunshots)
The same ones talkin smack, (yeah bro)
Sneak dissin behind yo back (yeah bro)
They see you showing out and just jealous they ain’t that (yup)
They sleeping in the code, there’s no way you going back (nope)
A life full of cash and your dreams are full of facts (yeah bro)