Cold

It is only getting colder when I look over my shoulder, meet demise, know it's over, no

Surprise

To the sober, to the calm, to the one who's dropping bombs, to the one who guides the storm

I'm the one who wants it more, I'm the first to the door

W, all I know, making moves, jumbo, I do what you shrimp won't, never had a bone to throw

Only had a seed to grow, started from the bottom, now I am in my zone, I'm progressive on my

Flow, have them nodding to the track like they already know, if all you flex is green, then

It's time to go, tell me what you see, the marks of a beast, no, the marks of me

It is only getting colder when I look over my shoulder, me demise, now it's over, no

Surprise