24 thoughts on “Night Lovell – Still Cold / Pathway Private (Prod. Dylan Brady)

  1. TEXT

    You already know guys, 613
    We reppin' it still
    Yo me and Lovell we go way back in time, szeen?
    You already know
    I took the 96 we do it all day
    Ball is life from time
    Yea, yea
    Still checking if the place still cold
    Moving in a way no place no snow
    Straight chillin' with my niggas and shiver
    Thinking about the sun lay thoughts on the river
    Move back nigga, move back nigga
    Fake Jordan-ass whack-ass bitch nigga
    I come packed with eleven damn shots
    I claim this city and I take your spot
    Stay thinking about a white one
    Thinking about a bright sun
    That I changed straight from the dark shit
    No take when I'm playing with the black gun nigga
    You ain't never been a god since the last run
    No stats in the place that's you
    A lot of niggas tell me that I never really owe
    Track track to the place back back nigga
    Tell me that I'm like a nigga but my flow sicker
    Calling, calling
    Calling, I'm calling
    Calling, calling
    Calling, shit, yeah
    Dressed like a motherfucking god when I reach the spot (Shit!)
    Niggas always tell me that I made it from the empty slot (Shit!)
    Change ways niggas no truth no plot
    Fuck a white brand no top no spot
    Chase all day till the darts in the back
    But my niggas fuck bitches in the back of the cab
    Claim riches but a nigga been whack
    Never talk boy with your fake ass stack
    Cash cash talking about cash cash nigga
    When I throw that shade catch catch nigga
    Last time when I talked to a man
    Well shit run quick slash slash for the neck nigga
    Know I gotta make it out the cold for the best show
    Please don't try never show my pack
    Bitch don't cry just move that tech
    That's trash thought I'd never really say this
    Caught my music on my ex bitch playlist
    Bitches say 613 that's the greatest
    But I never see no niggas ever famous
    Facts, boy black boy trash boy trash boy
    Ten fake Bape hoodies face ass boy
    Know I tell these niggas that I never do shit
    But my thoughts never sick
    So I'm never not slick nigga nigga
    Watch me leave this place you stay
    Think about the fault you made
    Change the fucking shit you say
    I may be back another day
    From the North side
    You started some like, some cold shit
    And we run it
    No more of that game stuff like
    I'm done with that

  2. ёу норм так слизень и Линк под это трек пофлэксили, без кринжа. Тупо красавчики!!!

  3. This song is when my birthday comes in the snow and I’m not cold in the winter because I have thicker blood.

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