[Lyric] Colorado (New York Izz)

VERSE 1
If u luv me then u luv me, don’t ever switch up
Don’t put nothing before me, don’t ever risk us
U say your real show me then, show me;
Won’t be my crutches to pick me up when I’m down
,we ain’t hommiez then, I prefer to be lonely then
Popin pillz to take the pain away
Ain’t tryna get too close to you baby that’s why I stay away
Can’t trust a soul, I be treating’um like strangers
Even people that I, know friend or foe
All is this henney in me, chasе it with anger
Try not to get mad but I’m human
Ful of angles all thеse demons I me
Fill like I’m cursed only happy on the first and the third
When the checks coming, the feds watchin
I can feel it on my chest an stomach, I don’t regret nothin
Lessons learned; bridges burned anit no turning back
If it ain't bout money I ain't concerned wit dat
Fuck the rumors been missing jummah, I need a prayer
Miss me wit the games I’m to playa
I know you used to runnin game on those squares
But you cld feel the vibes and I cld feel your heart beat
CHORUS
I can see your hands shaking, your words don’t me nothin
You gotta show me something yeah
You gotta show me something (repeat)
I cld feel your heart beat
I can see your hands shaking, your words don’t me nothin
You gotta show me something (repeat)

VERSE 2
Back against the wall, win loss or draw
Ain't no half steppin, I’m givin it my all
It’s too late for apalogizes goin through your phone
Like fuck ya privacy you can lie to yourself but I need honesty
Too much fish in the sea I got no time for that
Where them comma’s at, I need a check
Being broke got me sick dog, I need a vet
Got me out here playing foul in this game I need a Ref
You ain't gotta love me I need respect, for what It’s worth
Nothing less, say you real show me then
I sold crack I can’t trust you if you didn’t know me then
If you didn’t sleep in stair cases and pop open beer cases
Under the tunnel lost bundles tryna stash it
I seen you niggas disappear like it’s magic, rest In peace to them
If actions speak louder why you speaking then
My young boyz shootin can't preach to them
Paranoid I think the world out to get me
At the red roof Shorty got a call for a quickie
Lookin out for vice I pray to God that they don’t get me
Cross my T’s dot my I’s all the bull shit aside why you trippin on me
Now I gotta get a different number I’m tierd of you click on you
I ain't never switch up on you
CHORUS
I cld feel your heart beat
I can see your hands shaking, your words don’t me nothin
You gotta show me something (repeat)

I cld feel your heart beat
I can see your hands shaking, your words don’t me nothin
You gotta show me something (repeat)
(Back against the wall, win loss or draw)