Cold Shoulder Lil 2z (Ft. AzChike)

[Verse 1: Lil 2z]
Nigga meet me, we can't do this through the phone
This nigga set up, I can hear it in his tone
Lose dog, no collar, I be sniffin' for them bones
And I dont gotta lie for shit, you can go and ask my jone
Tell mama I'm a hustler, I get it on my own
She say "you ain't gotta tell me baby I already know"
Its beauty in the struggle but the pain is all I know
But there's alot of feelings I'll never ever show
It was me and my lil brother we was both sharing a mattress
A lotta shit we went through I wish woulda never happened
Everything you hear, dont deserve a fuckin' reaction
I just kick my feet up cause all this shit keep me laughing

[Verse 2: AzChike]
I just hit the P with the powder cause he be taxin'
Hit his bitch, another score, another basket
You supposed to be a gangster but you acting like a bad bitch
Swervin' with a thot, she gon' fuck me cause I'm savage
All white, this that Bobby and that Whitney
I dont fuck with them rats, all them bitches actin' Mickey
I don't beef on the net, tell a nigga come get me
You don't want see this big chop hanging out the Bentley, aye
Shit still wilin' out when I'm sober
Ballin, hit the Gucci store with a floater
She wanna show off so I guess I gotta show her
Now that I'm hot, bitches gettin' cold shoulders