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“cold front on my block” - reckless marlo lyrics

[verse]
don’t touch on my chain, stupid motherf*cker, try that and i’m knockin’ your face through the pavement and plastic
got some k!llers up north with a stick in they jacket, they’ll blow off your head if you look at me passive
i’m a cold*heartеd b*st*rd who came from the gutter, i ain’t nеver been soft or forgettable, average
i was movin’ them packs in the middle of night with a bag on my shoulder, the grind lookin’ massive
if a hoe doesn’t hustle or keep her sh*t straight, i’m removin’ her ass like i’m takin’ out trash quick
got a gun in my lap when i cruise through the city, and the b*tch got a kick like it’s swingin’ through traffic
every dumb motherf*cker who thought i was playin’ got dropped on the spot, now they nothin’ but ashes
try to step on my money or f*ck with my pockets, i’m breakin’ your back like i’m smashin’ a mattress
put a bag on a punk, he’ll get smacked by the morning, i ain’t trustin’ no b*tch with my name or my address
got a plug in the hills with a motherf*ckin’ shipment, he hit me with weight that i move like gymnastics
every christmas they beggin’ for mercy and peace, but i’m strapped in the cold and i’m still causin’ havoc
if you f*ck with my crew or my check for a second, i’m sprayin’ your block ‘til it look like a canvas
i been sippin’ this drank that’s expensive as h*ll, every drop that i take cost a grip you ain’t havin’
got some homies who bang and they ready for war, if you trip on a crib then your blood gon’ be splattered
i don’t care what you claim or what bullsh*t you yell, i’m the type to pull up with a stick and then blast it
if you hide in your house on the night of december, i’m hittin’ your porch with a round that’s jurassic

[chorus]
i was broke as a b*tch, now i’m flexin’ like a menace with a motherf*ckin’ bag i ain’t droppin’ or passin’
all these p*ssy*ass dudes steady lyin’ on my name while they broke in the crib and they pockets look tragic
i been flippin’ this sh*t like a motherf*ckin’ psycho with a scale in the kitchen, the work doin’ backflips
i was stackin’ my money like f*ck all you haters, now i’m rich as a b*tch and i’m causin’ a racket
[outro]
i came up from the dirt as a p*ssed*off demon with a mind full of smoke and a heart full of madness
all these b*tch*ass dudes wanna copy my moves while i run up a check that they never could manage
every day i get paid like a motherf*ckin’ problem while these broke motherf*ckers just sit there and panic
if you cross reckless marlo, you losin’ your life, i’ma end you for real like i’m closin’ a chapter

- reckless marlo lyrics

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