CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Cold Summer

You ever have a cold in the summer?
That shit be the worse
It gets better though

How they turn a top dog to an underdog
It's a cold world even in the summer dawg
Like a hunnid missed calls in my number log
I talk to God before I talk to people from them blogs
Gotta see through it when it's thick as London fog
I'm free the city baby, I dun grew up under Small
Not to bring up old shit, I'm not a plunger dawg
No dalmatian but I come through with a hunnid dawgs
And they don't bark, they bite
Let it spark, they might
Gotta walk straight right?
Turn the dark to daylight
Let em talk, they right
In your heart stay light
Play your part, stay tight
Bosses park where they like
Don't you let them trick you out your spot and put that guy on
Rather cut them off and let a bygone be a bygone
When you ballin you that nigga they got they eye on
So I think I know just how it feel to be a Zion
Bussin out sneakers, swingin on rims
Being number 1, bringing on M's
Hope the Nicks gettum, ima bring on Tim's
Tell em laces boots, ima get a king some jims