Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EO
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Edwin Onokhua
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I said it's a cold, cold world, yeah
You can grind if you wanna make it warmer
You gotta hustle for the pound and the dollar
Cold, cold world, yeah
You can grind if you wanna make it warmer
You gotta hustle for the pound and the dollar
[Verse 2]
Moving house to house used to drive me insane
I used to pray to God to come and take away the pain
I had the vision and he said that I should put it in a frame
Now cray 'cause it says that we should put it on a stage
It's hard growing up in the hood
It's a maze full rats and the cats and the thugs and the snakes
Mum still surviving on minimal wage
That's why this year I thank God for all of the change
A whole load of changes
Shout to my bro's that be out on the block
Man I promise, it's all about patience
Just stay on your grind and give it some time
And we'll be swimming in pay checks
Took her shops and she bought a watch
I told her order more
Came into the world and was fucking poor
Now we're winning, why you think I got the Rollie for?
I remember back when I was young
Man, I hated taking money from my mum
Now she want a holiday, I say come
Then I put her rass in first class and she's gone
Said I put her rass in first class and she's goes
Sit back and watch her take off like Migos, yeah
How my girl told me already if you ask friend
Your offset let me know
If I missed her, then I might call her back
Spoiler drippin' in sauce and dat
Who are you to say my bars are wack?
Man will knock you out the park like a baseball bat, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, so my yeah is different to yours
Back then you guys used to laugh at the scores
Now I'm winnin', so bitch where's my round of applause?
[Verse 3]
Said it's a cold, cold world, yeah
You can grind if you wanna make it warmer
You gotta hustle for the pound and the dollar
Cold, cold world, yeah
You can grind if you wanna make it warmer
You gotta hustle for the pound and the dollar
[Verse 4]
I've been working on my first EP
Probably why I've haven't seen you about four weeks
I swear I'm sick of the complaining
Moving like Ferdi, askin' "why you can't see me?"
Can't see me?
What do you mean you can't see me?
When I'm the **** on your TV
Shining brighter than a diamond, you can call me Riri
Shining brighter than a diamond, you can call me VVS
And you can say it with your chest
Cah she don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that get no love from us
So if you are my girl, that's my bad 'cause that's impossible
'Cause I'm flyin' than a paper plane
I past the test that pushed all the pain away
I burnt the booth, they call me the microwave
I swear I'm sick and tired of playing games, yeah
Written by: Edwin Onokhua