PHYOROM - Cold Winter (feat. justchase)

Let it be told that ROM never run
Always face a problem and he won
Give a fuck bout a case
Catch you face down with yo back to the sun
Uh, uh
Bathe in the blood of my enemies
ROM too mad so they asking for amenities
Saying fuck it to yo bloodline and yo families
Killing y'all faster than the Kennedy's
Uh, uh
Hold up
Let me step back
How did I even get here again?
Mind stay spinning got me itching for a amends
Never going to get 'em so I'm handing out my hands
Not a single reason that I got a have a gat up in my pants
Offing all those fallacies I'm doing what I can
If you got a problem we can solve it right then
Talking all that shit but never back it up
Dammit homie really loving trends
This the type of attitude they want to see in me
Brand new prophet hope you hearing me
ROM he be the reason why they yelling tyranny
All the stupid ass sideways looks it could never bring a tear to me
Too much violence being talked through the comments
If I were to pull up there would be silence
Therapeutic how I do it without kindness
See them run back when they see who the finest
Telling all my homies ho watch my back
Seen Lil Nate get done up like that
Such a cold winter if you make Chase so mad
Make me mad and the thoughts get sinister
Push me and ROM and the trigger fingers finicky
Fuck you thought this was?
I've been off my meds
One hand on my nuts, I've been out my head
Oh she wants to fuck?
And he wants to fight?
Lil boy think he tough, bitch I'll die tonight
You ain't ready for the way we hit it when we come back
Little boy you better fucking listen when I'm spitting when the drums smack
I ain't got no pity for you bitches and your dumb raps
Me and ROM been spitting for a minute and I'm sick of all the littles
Thinking that they're bigger
Fuck em, we gon press 'em like a thumb tac
I've been feeling bitter and cocky
'Cause I'm better than these veterans that think they can top me
Independent with it, fuck amending with 'em
I'm a villain regardless
Bitch I'll rip up a carcass
'Cause I feel a bit pompous
Man I'm hearing you talking
But I don't give a fuck
I got plenty of coffins
And some rope in the trunk
ROM and I, told you we roll with the punks
ROM and I told you we were cold from the jump
If you think that we owe you, if you think that we know you
Little bros you dumb
If you sleeping on bros, you getting thrown in the dust
You want me to believe that you be keeping a pole
I don't believe at all
It's a cold winter
Boy you getting froze in the mud
Huh
Too much violence being talked through the comments
If I were to pull up there would be silence
Therapeutic how I do it without kindness
See them run back when they see who the finest
Telling all my homies hoe watch my back
Seen Lil Nate get done up like that
Such a cold winter if you make Chase so mad
Make me mad and the thoughts get sinister
Push me and ROM and the trigger fingers finicky
Fuck you thought this was?
I've been off my meds
One hand on my nuts, I've been out my head
Oh she wants to fuck?
And he wants to fight?
Lil boy think he tough, bitch I'll die tonight

Written by:
Riley Corwin

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