Too Cold to Fold

TOO COLD TO FOLD

Southern trap, dark piano melody, explosive 808 bass, crisp hi-hats, rapid triplet flows, raspy animated male rap vocals, punchline-heavy bars, vocal doubles, playful ad-libs, hard-hitting drums, melodic hook, mixtape energy.

(Yeah! Yeah!)

Uh, look—

I put my heart in the freezer, my dreams on the stove

Life threw me dirt, I made diamonds from stone

Haha! Let’s go!

(We outside!)

Too cold to fold, too real to fake

Big dreams cooking, got a lot at stake

Ten toes down, never bend, never break

I eat these beats like I missed three days

Ice in my veins, got fire in my soul

Life tried to tax me, I paid in full

Laugh at the pain, let the whole world know

I came from the bottom—too cold to fold!

I’m a walking contradiction, got a million different missions

Put my vision in the kitchen, now the whole damn pot is whipping

I’m so fly, my shadow need a boarding pass

Life’s a movie, I’m the twist, you just the boring cast

My money doing push-ups, getting stronger by the day

I tell a hater, “Keep on talking, that’s a free commercial play”

Got a chip upon my shoulder, made a sandwich out the stress

I been sleeping with ambition, ain’t got time to get undressed

My mind’s a weapon, every sentence leave a dent

I make dollars out of problems, that’s a hell of an investment

I’m a storm with a grin, got the thunder in my chest

If the game is playing chess, I’m the reason kings get stressed

(Ha! Checkmate!)

Too cold to fold, too real to fake

Big dreams cooking, got a lot at stake

Ten toes down, never bend, never break

I eat these beats like I missed three days

Ice in my veins, got fire in my soul

Life tried to tax me, I paid in full

Laugh at the pain, let the whole world know

I came from the bottom—too cold to fold!

I’m allergic to limits, I break out in success

Got a PhD in pressure, put the struggle to the test

My bank account was skinny, now it’s bulking up on meals

I put my foot up on the gas, got no interest in the brakes

I’m a whole different animal, the beat’s my habitat

You throw shade, I grow a forest, how you feeling after that?

Got a pocket full of thunder, every bar a lightning strike

I could turn a wrong direction to a road that leads to life

They want the crown, but never wanna carry all the weight

I learned patience from the hunger, learned the hustle from the wait

No handouts, no shortcuts, built this thing with every scar

Now I’m aiming at the heavens, let ’em know just who we are

(Yeah! Talk that talk!)

I been down, I been broke

I been laughed at, lost hope

Still I rose, still I drove

Now the whole damn world gon’ know!

Too cold to fold, too real to fake

Big dreams cooking, got a lot at stake

Ten toes down, never bend, never break

I eat these beats like I missed three days

Ice in my veins, got fire in my soul

Life tried to tax me, I paid in full

Laugh at the pain, let the whole world know

I came from the bottom—TOO