The Cold Kota the Friend & Statik Selektah

[Intro]
Kota
(Statik Selektah)
Uh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Santa Monica, livin' and losing followers
Gimmicks doin' a lot for the dollars, I don't acknowledge them
Alcoholics Anonymous, livin' like hippopotamus
Fuckin' 'round with the Oculus, digital me is wildin', I'm free
God watchin', I'm gettin' hit by the breeze
I tend to stumble and slip, but never fall to my knees
I'm living my life in tandem with all the shit I believe
Movin' in unison with my spirit toward the dream
Take it to the block, always focused on the scheme
B&Es, greener weed, all the possibilities
All the soldiers on the Ave falling, somethin' like the leaves
In between, we crack a laugh, then remember how it be
Branchin' off, because really, they don't got nothin' for me
Hear a lot of people talk, but ain't sayin' what they mean
I just focus on they walk, notice if they hit the lean
If I'm missin' what they saying 'cause they rushing when they speak, yeah

[Chorus]
Water in my soul, pressure on my back, pushing through my lows
I go fifty on my road, no one on my back, reaping what I sow
They wonder where I go when I get in my bag, where they can never know
Fires in the cold, flying to the goal (Uh)
Separate the diamonds from the coal, the coal (Yeah, yeah)