文本歌词

A Cold Sunday - Lil Yachty
Lyrics by：Aris Tatalovich/Miles Parks McCollum/Nate Jones/T. Forsythe
Composed by：Aris Tatalovich/Miles Parks McCollum/Nate Jones/T. Forsythe
Produced by：Aris Tatalovich
It's a cold sunday to complain
I hold it in until it rain
I fought demons after fame
I spent millions on terrain
I treat my s**** just like diana
Pretty princess hold the fanta
2003 dolce gabbana jeans make her a*s look fatter
We gon' catch him outside he don't
Got no money for the backup
I ran 30 million in the ground baby
Now I'm back up
She a city girl I'm the real reason
That she act up hmm
She talk back I make her pack up
Send her home on spirit
Something in my spirit made me not
Believe or fear hmm
I know s****** parrots
So I'm watchin' how I'm speakin'
Single but I'm creepin'
My main s**** don't need a headache ooh
Half a mil' on maybach tires flat
I never drive 'em hmm
Pretty h*es need stylin' balenci'
Shopping got 'em wildin'
Tweakin' out on collins in my veins
The molly throbbin' geekin'
Rich as hell still robbin' ain't no
Love the way I'm rockin'
Bentley color goblin forest green
The lane I'm hoggin' spin
Wrap the p like swallin' get
It through yo' s****** noggin damn
Money's first I'm always dialed in ooh krrt
Money's first I'm always
Dialed in is that a problem go
I made 'em off a tv like
I work for viacom
Doggy didn't stay for long
He left when the sirens rung
Flyest niggas with turnt s******
Bds in the tightest diamonds
I could've put out wildfires
At the house behind barbed wire
25 but living like I'm 50 with three kids
All these s****** in my biz
Five-hundred thousand on my s**** ooh
**** if you don't like me
I'ma still get faded more than
Likely it's enticing
I'll die for my respect phew
Heaven must to save you it's us
It's got about