This is a song about "Cold water"

My records sell, yes sir

Then i flush it with water

Well, that's what you are

As i walk on water

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Your a lyrical titanic your in the water its cold as a bitch

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

You weren't fishin' for me in shallow water

Still like a lake water, while a child swims in the clear water

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

From the cold water flats and the old public housing,

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

Like water is to a tree,

Please boo what's your size crazy