This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Say what you wanna but

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Kill it frozen bars, catch a cold case focused

Before you turn too cold

The truth shall be told

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

These story's are cold, stopped blood flow, evils you know , don't slow