COLD FEET

[Intro: Bino Rideaux] I woke up, I woke up feeling like the old me [Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I woke up feeling like the old me Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them niggas on both teams They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh [Verse 1: Bino Rideaux] Nothin' to get this bitch to the room, we sittin' in smoke fumes My dawg just had them dates, I couldn't even go to 'em I got problems, I got drugs for when I go through 'em I keep it private 'cause I know these niggas be lying in Pro Tools She could fuck up her biggest blessings if she don't choose I got dick and I got some racks that we could blow through I put pressure on situations if it don't move I can't give you all this game, but I could show you And I always felt this pain, it ain't never been different Did too much to get this bag to invest it in bitches I go so hard every day, and I ain't never been tripping These niggas talk shit to they own, I ain't never been mentioned (Nah, for real) [Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I woke up feeling like the old me Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them niggas on both teams They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] Yeah, they tryna provoke me White girl wanna blow me Say you a freak, shawty, show me Tonight I did the bustdown Rollie With the bracelet, she say I'm her favorite I got paid today, we gon' make her pay today Watch what you say to me, yeah, all that talking out your face These niggas swear they really chill, it's time to take that case You should've seen his face I find out my dawg ain't loyal, shit don't faze me I find out that bitch is spoiled and she lazy Ain't no thing, I guess you lose 'em how you get 'em Gotta watch my back, they got me ridin' with the felon [Chorus: Bino Rideaux] I woke up feeling like the old me Nowadays, gotta watch your back, them niggas on both teams They threw dirt on my name, they tryna expose me I'm really campaigning, I remember I used to have cold feet You can't tell me how you moving, you got to show me I got these drugs that I could do when I get lonely In my bag every day, they tryna provoke me Ducking traffic by myself, uh-huh, low-key, uh-huh