Letras
🎵 Song: “Cold Nights”
(UK Drill)
📝 Lyrics
[Intro]
Bruv…
Cold nights, dark roads, yeah… listen.
[Chorus]
Cold nights on the block, still I ride,
Pain in my chest but I keep it inside,
Life’s mad, can’t trust, can’t confide,
UK streets where the real ones survive.
[Verse 1]
I been out late, no sleep, no peace,
Hood full of sirens, feds on the beat,
Tryna make bread, tryna stack, tryna eat,
But the past still follows every step of my feet.
Man see pain in my eyes, no cap,
Lost too many to the game, that’s facts,
Heart turned cold, can’t bring love back,
So I move with the crew, always watch my back.
[Chorus]
Cold nights on the block, still I ride,
Pain in my chest but I keep it inside,
Life’s mad, can’t trust, can’t confide,
UK streets where the real ones survive.
[Verse 2]
Mask on face when the beef gets peak,
Silence speaks when the real don’t speak,
Dreams in my head but the road’s too bleak,
Still I fight every day, can’t accept defeat.
Rain on the pavement, blood in the air,
Grew up with nothin’, but life ain’t fair,
Drill on the beat and my soul right there,
This pain in my voice, man it can’t compare.
[Bridge]
Woah, cold like December,
Street tales that they never remember,
But I write mine down in the beat forever,
UK drill, that’s my life’s endeavour.
[Chorus/Outro]
Cold nights on the block, still I ride,
Pain in my chest but I keep it inside,
Life’s mad, can’t trust, can’t confide,
UK streets where the real ones survive.
(UK Drill)
📝 Lyrics
[Intro]
Bruv…
Cold nights, dark roads, yeah… listen.
[Chorus]
Cold nights on the block, still I ride,
Pain in my chest but I keep it inside,
Life’s mad, can’t trust, can’t confide,
UK streets where the real ones survive.
[Verse 1]
I been out late, no sleep, no peace,
Hood full of sirens, feds on the beat,
Tryna make bread, tryna stack, tryna eat,
But the past still follows every step of my feet.
Man see pain in my eyes, no cap,
Lost too many to the game, that’s facts,
Heart turned cold, can’t bring love back,
So I move with the crew, always watch my back.
[Chorus]
Cold nights on the block, still I ride,
Pain in my chest but I keep it inside,
Life’s mad, can’t trust, can’t confide,
UK streets where the real ones survive.
[Verse 2]
Mask on face when the beef gets peak,
Silence speaks when the real don’t speak,
Dreams in my head but the road’s too bleak,
Still I fight every day, can’t accept defeat.
Rain on the pavement, blood in the air,
Grew up with nothin’, but life ain’t fair,
Drill on the beat and my soul right there,
This pain in my voice, man it can’t compare.
[Bridge]
Woah, cold like December,
Street tales that they never remember,
But I write mine down in the beat forever,
UK drill, that’s my life’s endeavour.
[Chorus/Outro]
Cold nights on the block, still I ride,
Pain in my chest but I keep it inside,
Life’s mad, can’t trust, can’t confide,
UK streets where the real ones survive.