[Hook: Canei Finch] Started from the ground, building to the sky now Watch it fall down, but how you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] In a *****, yeah, no love in a ***** If I could paint a picture, I'd show a image Of a dog ass *****, yeah, a raw ass ***** Popping pain killers, riding for the cause Four dogs with them pistols, na-na-natural born killers He sold crack to his mother, turned his back on his brothers Killed his partner for the plug, he think everything a hustle Co-cold mu'*****, holmes numb Black heart, no feelings, just a gun, fo'real He was raised in the trenches Not to mention all the hoes that had dissed him So holmes think the whole world against him Played ball, coach benched him, grandpa, Klan lynched him He was raised in Mississippi but he moved up to Memphis Kinda hard to adapt So holmes turned to a strap Didn't succeed, tried rap, couldn't fight, got slapped Shot dice, do crap, did time, back out, damn [Hook: Canei Finch] And from the ground, we build it to the sky now Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? It’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** Started from the ground, building to the sky now Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** [Verse 2: J. Cole] Hey, no love, no love How you gon' survive now? No love, no love Yo Gotti, lemme paint a picture for these *****s, hey, huh Here’s a voice for the voiceless My words like multiple choice to the choiceless Emerge like a searchlight in the darkness for this young black carcass My *****s either join the Armed Forces or they corpses now In God we trust, but it’s bucks that we worship now Boy, that root of evil gon’ forever rule the people See I seen just what that fast money gon’ come and do to people Hit a lick, it was a hit, he said, “Let's go and do the sequel” But his, ***** wasn’t ‘bout it, ***** wasn’t ‘bout it now Feeling guilty, what would momma think about me? Told 'em, "Think about it, *****, won't you think about it now?" But he was money hungry, plus he trigger happy So they hopped up in the Caddy, burners packed just like a stadium Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial For a murder that he ain’t commit, tears soak the handkerchief [Hook: Canei Finch] And from the ground, we build it to the sky now Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? It’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** Started from the ground, building to the sky now Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] Fo'real, fo'real Lights off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen ***** hungry, mom embarrassed so she don't want us to mention it Grandma wanna help but momma ego kicking in She a hustler, she don’t need no help raising her kids Bills came, got evicted, stayed strong ****** business, she ain’t never shown weakness, real **** That created the hunger, and that make the monsters Got the game from our momma, that’s some ill **** Thirteen on the block, he was a lookout In the kitchen, on the stove like it’s a cookout Young ***** doctored the game, could put a book out Right when he thought it was over he got took out Brains leaking, ***** sneaked him, he ain't even seen it coming He a hitta, he wasn't focus so he died over nothing No revenge, with his friends shooting dice Bet again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men [Hook: Canei Finch] And from the ground, we build it to the sky now Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? It’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** Started from the ground, building to the sky now Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** The streets left no love in a ***** [Outro: J. Cole] They say the good die young, that’s the truth My ***** floating up in Heaven now, and that’s the proof I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me *****, maybe we can fly someday Oh, we can fly someday Yeah, up in the sky someday Do real *****s get to Heaven? That’s that **** I ask the reverend They say the good die young, that’s the truth My ***** floating up in Heaven now, and that’s the proof I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me *****, maybe we can fly someday Oh, we can fly someday Yeah, up in the sky someday Do real *****s get to Heaven? That’s that **** I ask the reverend
[00:02.333][Hook: Canei Finch] [00:11.921]Started from the ground, building to the sky now [00:14.990]Watch it fall down, but how you gon’ survive now? [00:18.212]Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** [00:21.210]The streets left no love in a ***** [00:23.663][Verse 1: Yo Gotti] [00:26.483]In a *****, yeah, no love in a ***** [00:29.504]If I could paint a picture, I'd show a image [00:32.458]Of a dog ass *****, yeah, a raw ass ***** [00:35.476]Popping pain killers, riding for the cause [00:38.220]Four dogs with them pistols, na-na-natural born killers [00:41.165]He sold crack to his mother, turned his back on his brothers [00:43.934]Killed his partner for the plug, he think everything a hustle [00:46.980]Co-cold mu'*****, holmes numb [00:50.852]Black heart, no feelings, just a gun, fo'real [00:53.318]He was raised in the trenches [00:54.767]Not to mention all the hoes that had dissed him [00:56.678]So holmes think the whole world against him [00:58.850]Played ball, coach benched him, grandpa, Klan lynched him [01:01.973]He was raised in Mississippi but he moved up to Memphis [01:04.784]Kinda hard to adapt [01:08.540]So holmes turned to a strap [01:10.833]Didn't succeed, tried rap, couldn't fight, got slapped [01:13.617]Shot dice, do crap, did time, back out, damn [01:17.022][Hook: Canei Finch] [01:17.515]And from the ground, we build it to the sky now [01:19.956]Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? [01:23.444]It’s cold blood in a ***** [01:25.957]The streets left no love in a ***** [01:28.848]Started from the ground, building to the sky now [01:31.944]Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? [01:35.002]Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** [01:37.943]The streets left no love in a ***** [01:40.784][Verse 2: J. Cole] [01:41.259]Hey, no love, no love [01:43.090]How you gon' survive now? No love, no love [01:45.069]Yo Gotti, lemme paint a picture for these *****s, hey, huh [01:46.065]Here’s a voice for the voiceless [01:48.232]My words like multiple choice to the choiceless [01:49.625]Emerge like a searchlight in the darkness for this young black carcass [01:55.599]My *****s either join the Armed Forces or they corpses now [01:58.590]In God we trust, but it’s bucks that we worship now [02:01.435]Boy, that root of evil gon’ forever rule the people [02:03.980]See I seen just what that fast money gon’ come and do to people [02:06.845]Hit a lick, it was a hit, he said, “Let's go and do the sequel” [02:10.047]But his, ***** wasn’t ‘bout it, ***** wasn’t ‘bout it now [02:13.316]Feeling guilty, what would momma think about me? [02:15.908]Told 'em, "Think about it, *****, won't you think about it now?" [02:19.252]But he was money hungry, plus he trigger happy [02:21.813]So they hopped up in the Caddy, burners packed just like a stadium [02:24.853]Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM [02:27.910]Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial [02:30.663]For a murder that he ain’t commit, tears soak the handkerchief [02:34.116][Hook: Canei Finch] [02:34.571]And from the ground, we build it to the sky now [02:36.941]Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? [02:39.865]It’s cold blood in a ***** [02:42.787]The streets left no love in a ***** [02:45.814]Started from the ground, building to the sky now [02:48.858]Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? [02:51.770]Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** [02:54.954]The streets left no love in a ***** [02:57.725][Verse 3: Yo Gotti] [02:58.372]Fo'real, fo'real [03:03.614]Lights off, no candles, roaches all around the kitchen [03:06.264]***** hungry, mom embarrassed so she don't want us to mention it [03:09.267]Grandma wanna help but momma ego kicking in [03:12.208]She a hustler, she don’t need no help raising her kids [03:15.436]Bills came, got evicted, stayed strong [03:18.125]****** business, she ain’t never shown weakness, real **** [03:21.484]That created the hunger, and that make the monsters [03:25.033]Got the game from our momma, that’s some ill **** [03:27.369]Thirteen on the block, he was a lookout [03:30.296]In the kitchen, on the stove like it’s a cookout [03:33.264]Young ***** doctored the game, could put a book out [03:36.271]Right when he thought it was over he got took out [03:39.346]Brains leaking, ***** sneaked him, he ain't even seen it coming [03:42.513]He a hitta, he wasn't focus so he died over nothing [03:45.849]No revenge, with his friends shooting dice [03:47.970]Bet again, win or lose, take it all, took out by his own men [03:51.597][Hook: Canei Finch] [03:51.913]And from the ground, we build it to the sky now [03:54.240]Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? [03:56.972]It’s cold blood in a ***** [03:59.743]The streets left no love in a ***** [04:02.678]Started from the ground, building to the sky now [04:06.024]Watch it fall down, how you gon’ survive now? [04:09.014]Yeah, it’s cold blood in a ***** [04:11.883]The streets left no love in a ***** [04:14.716][Outro: J. Cole] [04:20.579]They say the good die young, that’s the truth [04:22.744]My ***** floating up in Heaven now, and that’s the proof [04:25.524]I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace [04:28.484]If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me [04:31.271]*****, maybe we can fly someday [04:34.868]Oh, we can fly someday [04:38.199]Yeah, up in the sky someday [04:41.132]Do real *****s get to Heaven? That’s that **** I ask the reverend [04:44.177]They say the good die young, that’s the truth [04:46.533]My ***** floating up in Heaven now, and that’s the proof [04:49.401]I ain’t make it to the funeral, but homie rest in peace [04:52.159]If this world get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me [04:54.948]*****, maybe we can fly someday [04:58.455]Oh, we can fly someday [05:01.537]Yeah, up in the sky someday [05:05.015]Do real *****s get to Heaven? That’s that **** I ask the reverend
