[Hook]
Nights been getting cold in the Chi
Holding it high, blowing O's in the sky, I
Tried to keep it gold, yeah I tried
But you colder than ice, you don't know what it's like
[Verse 1]
Nights been gettin' cold in the Chi
You don't know?
My homie got a O and he fly
The Corolla seat five, we could totally ride
Tell your hoes never mind
We could roll, you and I
I could roll
You could roll by my side
We could flow, we could chop
We could smoke, we could vibe
We could cope, we could not
We could stop
Catch a break, hit the lake, take a walk
I'm getting tired of the faces on the clocks
The racists at the library, thinking I might drop
Tanking, I'm on GOAT pace, Trusting The Process
Bank, I got no face, clutching the prophets
So cold, so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold
Can't touch this
[Pre-Hook]
Nights been getting cold in the Chi
Holding it high, blowing O's in the sky
[Hook]
Nights been getting cold in the Chi
Holding it high, blowing O's in the sky, I
Tried to keep it gold, yeah I tried
But you colder than ice, you don't know what it's like
[Verse 2]
Nights been getting cold in the Chi
I know, I know, snow in the ride
Windows stay down, hate smoke in my eyes
Broken and prideful
I been joking, I know but they hoping I open a Bible
Spoke to disciples
And chose to record what I wrote with a rifle
Oh, this a eyeful
Towering over the oaks looking spiteful
Rightful heir
Might compare me to niggas I don't like to hear
But I'll fight the fair one
Even though it's clear I don't like to share
One mic, a hundred fucking (unintelligible)
I might be getting old but I'm fighting
Writing, I'm tryna put my soul in the mic
Over the hype, Im just closing the curtains
I'm working, tryna get my momma a Birkin
Church
[Hook]
Nights been getting cold in the Chi
Holding it high, blowing O's in the sky, I
Tried to keep it gold, yeah I tried
But you colder than ice, you don't know what it's like