Cold Winter lyrics

[Hook: John Ibe]
Ain’t no competition, I ain’t got no weight
This that resurrection, give these n*ggas faith
All these rappers lyin’, all these n*ggas fake
All these haters talking, got me feeling great
Ain’t no competition, I ain’t got no weight
This that resurrection, give these n*ggas faith
All these rappers lyin’, all these n*ggas fake
All these haters talking, got me feeling great

[Verse 1: John Ibe]
Rappers who say that they trapping lean backwards
They part of the reason that kids play with fire
I don’t got time for these liars
I keep my influence lower than low but I feel like I’m reaching the stars n*gga
Yeah, making new accolades
Going through phases and changes, I feel so amazing
Recorded in basements and basement
Every night in different places
Got on probation in college but never lost wisdom
I knew that my verses would double my knowledge
So now my agenda is perfectly perfect
b*tches is all on the kid cause they see the potential but I been kinetic
It’s safe to say I Hellen K, got K, OK?
But 2K ain’t enough
Wanna ball in the big leagues?
[Hook: John Ibe & Allan Kingdom]
Ain’t no competition, I ain’t got no weight
This that resurrection, give these n*ggas faith
All these rappers lyin’, all these n*ggas fake
All these haters talking, got me feeling great
Ain’t no competition, I ain’t got no weight
This that resurrection, give these n*ggas faith
All these rappers lyin’, all these n*ggas fake
All these haters talking, got me feeling great

[Verse 2: Allan Kingdom]
All we had is timing, all we need is faith
All these rappers lame, got me feeling fake
Not an ounce of grind but you be dealing weight
I’m a poltergeist, a n*gga need his space
I’m wonderful, what they really wanna say about me?
I’m comfortable, untouchable
And a n*gga finna stay all three
You're just the double, but you won’t be stunting today
You got to bubble, and simmered away
You got the shovel, you’re digging your grave
f*ck your rebuttal, I stickle your tape
No dope cases, no probation
Look at what I made, still started from the basement

[Hook: John Ibe & Allan Kingdom]
Ain’t no competition, I ain’t got no weight
This that resurrection, give these n*ggas faith
All these rappers lyin’, all these n*ggas fake
All these haters talking, got me feeling great
Ain’t no competition, I ain’t got no weight
This that resurrection, give these n*ggas faith
All these rappers lyin’, all these n*ggas fake
All these haters talking, got me feeling great