Cold Pressure

Came up in the cold where the nights no sleep

Whole block quiet but the frat run deep

Eyes on the road when I move through the scene

No friends on the side, just the black and the green

Cold pressure

I been built for the smoke

No fear in my chest, I don't bend, I don't fold

Cold pressure

When the sirens come close, I just keep it mute

Let the dark take hold

Late night turns, I can feel that charge

Every step way out, every pen stay large

No fake talk, no shine, no pole

Just a hard line, cold in the mouth for the woes

Cold pressure, I been built for the smoke

No fear in my chest, I don't bend, I don't fold

Cold pressure, when the sirens come close, I just keep it moving

Let the dark take hold