NLE Choppa – Cold Game Lyrics

When the day is gone you’re all I need
When I close my eyes it’s all I see
Love me like you used to before

Rozay
Appetite for new time pieces, ain’t no time to lose
Ain’t no lie Jacob know me I bought all kind of jewels
Put the haters on me trust me I make all kind of moves
Here dealing with these fakers till I make up all the rules
I just wanna ride around and we lock the city down
All my bitches fightin in the club with they titties out
Double M we blowing budz put them Phillies out
And any boy get out of line I came to sit him down
I had a million on my mind but that’s a billion now

Build a mansion out in Cali with the ceilings out
N* say they beefin with me but I’m still in town
I got the killers in chinchillas we the realest out
If you in your feelings you gon feel this now
You know this Double M that’s when you hear this sound
All the baddest bitches came to get it down
And I know you on the shrooms that’s if you feel this bounce

When the day is gone you’re all I need
When I close my eyes it’s all I see
Love me like you used to before

Patty wagons turn to Rolls Royces, yeah
Makin different choices tryna see which corporate brand I’m signing with for endorsements
You can catch me on the Forbes stuntin

Pink, green, blue bills don’t discriminate the money
Like the doomsday coming imma run it up
You n** run y’all dick suckers too much and ride dick Get off my nuts I’m a check in by my bread watch them n** check out
We chiropract n* neck what that mean stretch em out Playing with the G’s I got a murder fee That lead to casualties Aye just pick out ya tee I live a fantasty Bitches from Tel Aviv In the Florida Keys Riding jet skiis Pulled over made a pit stop to fuck on the beach While she ride me I’m thanking God

I’m out of the streets I had the keys the keys the key to feed the feigns I had rocks took risks the opps they died for this and that But won’t speak wax Don’t let this light skin fool you I’m bout what I rap Aye threesomes that’s a regular thing I need a 10 piece combo like some lemon pepper chicken wings Aye I’m a big boss like Rick Ross You ass backward you criss-cross You chasin bitches

over money well that’s where you broke the law If a hoe here today then she gon be here to stay If she ain’t here while I’m broke when I’m rich it’s her loss Word to Drake 116 ain’t enough Like I’m Andre 3k 32 bars like jiggers Feel like hov man Cross me when I gave you leeway They play me like I’m 2k Don’t call me brother n* that’s my old name
My old bitch fucked another n* Then a hundred other n** just to get back
And I remain the same
Cold game still sane
Sunny days afta rain pain turn to pleasure made a man
 
When the day is gone you’re all I need
When I close my eyes it’s all I see
Love me like you used to before
 
This the takeover
Y’all had y’all time
Now it’s time to have mine
I know it’s a lot to digest
Heart burn in your chest
From a rookie to a vet
And I ain’t even done yet