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Cold Streets, Warm Hearts Video (MV)




Performed By: Darkweave Beats
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Christian Patterson, Suno I




Darkweave Beats - Cold Streets, Warm Hearts Lyrics
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Knuckles raw blood on the pavement
Money chased, but soul whole lotta enslavement
Broke bottles alley cats hissin'
Memories of better days they fadin' off missin'
Black eyes and bruises thorns in the side
Every corner turned find another to confide
Papers stackin' but conscience lackin'
Barely making it grip loosin' slowly crackin'
Black eyes and bruises thorns in the side
Every corner turned find another to confide
Papers stackin' but conscience lackin'
Barely making it grip loosin' slowly crackin'
Cold streets grip tight but a smile like sunshine
Hustle ain't easy but baby makes it feel fine
Crime and grime they try breaking us down
But her warmth got me floatin' off the ground
Scarred knuckles and the nights always alone
Heart heavy from the sins I atone
Dark nights ghosts in the shadows
One touch from her feels like meadow
Runnin' deals and ducking po-po
Cash flows but soul so-so
Corners of dreams dipped in her perfume
Her love rare treasure in the gloom
Cold streets grip tight but a smile like sunshine
Hustle ain't easy but baby makes it feel fine
Crime and grime they try breaking us down
But her warmth got me floatin' off the ground
Scarred knuckles and the nights always alone
Heart heavy from the sins I atone
Dark nights ghosts in the shadows
One touch from her feels like meadow
Runnin' deals and ducking po-po
Cash flows but soul so-so
Corners of dreams dipped in her perfume
Her love rare treasure in the gloom
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Knuckles raw blood on the pavement
Money chased, but soul whole lotta enslavement
Broke bottles alley cats hissin'
Memories of better days they fadin' off missin'
Black eyes and bruises thorns in the side
Every corner turned find another to confide
Papers stackin' but conscience lackin'
Barely making it grip loosin' slowly crackin'
Black eyes and bruises thorns in the side
Every corner turned find another to confide
Papers stackin' but conscience lackin'
Barely making it grip loosin' slowly crackin'
Cold streets grip tight but a smile like sunshine
Hustle ain't easy but baby makes it feel fine
Crime and grime they try breaking us down
But her warmth got me floatin' off the ground
Scarred knuckles and the nights always alone
Heart heavy from the sins I atone
Dark nights ghosts in the shadows
One touch from her feels like meadow
Runnin' deals and ducking po-po
Cash flows but soul so-so
Corners of dreams dipped in her perfume
Her love rare treasure in the gloom
Cold streets grip tight but a smile like sunshine
Hustle ain't easy but baby makes it feel fine
Crime and grime they try breaking us down
But her warmth got me floatin' off the ground
Scarred knuckles and the nights always alone
Heart heavy from the sins I atone
Dark nights ghosts in the shadows
One touch from her feels like meadow
Runnin' deals and ducking po-po
Cash flows but soul so-so
Corners of dreams dipped in her perfume
Her love rare treasure in the gloom
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Writer: Christian Patterson, Suno I
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