King Lil G - Cold Christmas (Instrumental)

[@fothdimenpro]

correction: beat prod by me

[@88kBeats]

FothDimen aye sorry about that homie ill fix it

[@fothdimenpro]

thanks

[@e3music563]

Can you send me this bro?

[@juanserafin6341]

Aye foth what song did you sample to make this beat?

[@imarapperlol1209]

@@fothdimenpro tf u kinglilG's Producer or sum?

[@blacksan56]

King Los killed this tho real talk.

[@trillak2721]

I wish I could show you my photo album growing up One bedroom apartment, Shit was hard When you drop new songs they relate to All your close friends wanna go & hate you That's when the police wanna go & raid you And all the pretty little bitches wanna date you I motivated me, no one else did Apartment seven, that little broke kid Wanted toys, my moms can't afford it My mama's love became more important All I ever did was eat rice and beans I appreciated those types of things Faded pants, no designer jeans That's when I said "Fuck that! Man I'd rather dream." Maybe I don't wanna be broke Maybe I don't wanna keep sleepin' on the floor Maybe I don't wanna be sad no more From the things that I see every week at the store I'm sorry if I embarrassed ya I kept complaining at the register Cause you never bought me them wrestlers It's like having things was not meant for us Thank you God for being next to us I know some day you'll start blessin' us I know that's why you gave me confidence And mama gave me always that extra love Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas My best friend got a new bike New clothes and some new Nikes He kept braggin', I kept smilin' I'm thinkin' "Homie them shoes nice" I never got shit Even though I got good grades My little homie came through with some new J's I guess I gotta thank God It's a new day If you didn't get shit, what would you say? Besides the truth Mama loves me, I know she do She been at work and the rent is due And she has no man, that's dependable That type of shit ain't acceptable My mother still so affectional Besides the fact, we got left alone She still raised me respectable She taught me to never go steal Never be a thief, that will get you killed Gave me advice, that gave me the chills Never had money but I had a hot meal She picked me up from school I was hungry, she made me happy With Mexican food She made the greatest food Mama I'm sorry I called you from jail The feds put a hold so I got no bail Got commissary, don't even worry I'm a make it by myself Just pray for me And say you love me And respond to my mail Just pray for me And say you love me I'm sorry if I fail Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas This to my little homies growin' up in watts Hell yea, growin' up in the muthafuckin' projects Or sometimes we don't get to value family And shit as much as we should We too worried about materialistic things and all that bullshit There's only one thing you need to give a fuck about And that's family man, Oh yeah

[@ncb5305]

The sample hear used is from the oldie This time by The Family Connection.

[@joelcastrejon]

Yes

[@fernandoherrera5961]

Whats life to a g like you What mine with out no profe Trying to live my life like if i was bullet proof It be cold i be warm

[@davidreynaa9088]

just subscribed yo I been wanting to find this beat for a minute now 😏😃

[@oscarmontenegro7483]

What is the value of a dollar 99 cents but thats one cent less Dont stress cuz in reality its nothin Comin thru im stuntin Stuntin on these bros Yes i lnow my shows are cold I Got a 6'8 flow and its nuts aint even drop yet If music didnt exist then i guess i would just drop dead Tryna go double platinum without a single duet I got a different mindset Like a blonde to a brunette Got drive like a corvette Other artists see me as a threat Got a fire burning in me like a cigarette You want a top ten artist while yes i am your advocate Check my new stuff its extravagant Its like i closed my eyes then opened em and having all this money and ambition is what i dremt Im not in it for the fame thou Only to find myself and to grow Tracks stay hot coco Neva cold eskimo Keep it simple sloppy joe Haters never see even under microscopes Trying to manifest the potential that is within me Cant really trust no one cuz there hearts are filled withh envy These words go into frenzy 2 minute songs thats elementary Im the king emceee Putbme on the spot you will not get a show for free Its me on the mic with the killer flow Crazy ind individual close your eyes and listen to the words there will be a visual presented Check the mixtape its relentless You open up my new song like its a present I only want to be remembered put my soul into the words that i speak And when i get to the top ill tell them take a rest yes weve reached the peak Only next time we wont write about the streets It is me the hybrid

[@jedits4551]

damn

[@oscarmontenegro7483]

+SwifterGaming ?

[@jedits4551]

+Oscar Montenegro your lyrics

[@lucianoloco4655]

sick ass verse

[@anthonylozano9693]

Oscar Montenegro Ima have to steal that foo

[@kennethleblanc8413]

used to run around all night writing bars and rapping and doing dum shit for days on end no place to sleep and nothing to eat. but one morning I'm sitting outside the store at a bout 5:00 am in the morning and its raining until some G comes up to me and offers me a brand new pair of some dope blue Jordans and of course I took em. the following day I went to home to open a ak47 mex tee that just came in the mail. ANYWAYS I ended up leaving the house riding my bmx bike down the highway high as fuck not have slept in 5 days and sent it flying right thru the green light and made it into town and went to some parking lot. it was dopest most fucking awesome feeling wearing that ak47 shirt riding in the summer. I was pulled up on by a shit load of cops and surrounded and then was forced to give up my drugs and go to forced detox.

[@88kBeats]

Everyday is a new chance homie, glad ur still with us 🙏

[@giovannyhernandez6736]

Finally I found it, thank you bro💯, can you do grow up and make you mine

[@paleflesh5394]

man imma start rappin to this when im high 😂

[@mariln66]

Firrrrrrreeeee

[@subcriberswithoutvideoschallan]

I wish I could show you my photo album growing up One bedroom apartment, Shit was hard [verse 1] When you drop new songs they relate to All your close friends wanna go & hate you That's when the police wanna go & raid you And all the pretty little bitches wanna date you I motivated me, no one else did Apartment seven, that little broke kid Wanted toys, my moms can't afford it My mama's love became more important All I ever did was eat rice and beans I appreciated those types of things Faded pants, no designer jeans That's when I said "Fuck that! Man I'd rather dream." Maybe I don't wanna be broke Maybe I don't wanna keep sleepin' on the floor Maybe I don't wanna be sad no more From the things that I see every week at the store I'm sorry if I embarrassed ya I kept complaining at the register Cuz you never bought me them wrestlers It's like having things was not meant for us Thank you God for being next to us I know some day you'll start blessin' us I know that's why you gave me confidence And mama gave me always that extra love Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas [verse 2] My best friend got a new bike New clothes and some new Nikes He kept braggin', I kept smilin' I'm thinkin' "Homie them shoes nice" I never got shit Even though I got good grades My little homie came through with some new J's I guess I gotta thank God It's a new day If you didn't get shit, what would you say? Besides the truth Mama loves me, I know she do She been at work and the rent is due And she has no man, that's dependable That type of shit ain't acceptable My mother still so affectional Besides the fact, we got left alone She still raised me respectable She taught me to never go steal Never be a thief, that will get you killed Gave me advice, that gave me the chills Never had money but I had a hot meal She picked me up from school I was hungry, she made me happy With Mexican food She made the greatest food Mama I'm sorry I called you from jail The feds put a hold so I got no bail Got commissary, don't even worry I'ma make it by myself Just pray for me And say you love me And respond to my mail Just pray for me And say you love me I'm sorry if I fail

[@cmsshady_2116]

he should do 9'6 by lil g it would sound hella dope

[@malachinotah7780]

Make a Weed 4 the low king lil g instrumental

[@claudiaclaudia936]

❄⛄💥💥💥💥🔫ColdChristmas*

[@waxwarriorde4648]

Samples from king los war his version is hot to

[@magicyum]

looking back at the kids at school the ones that thought that drugs were cool and gangsters were the ones to look up to I dont see it I met more than few and they all told me that I was fucked too abusing the ones I love stealing and using drugs I didnt really give a fuck I wasnt meant to sell drugs I wasnt meant to be depended see but dependency crept up on me until the day where it was hard to see and hard stand and honestly not a thought came to me about stopping didnt know mom was watching not just mom but sister too and here I thought didnt have shit to lose but amagin losing your family damnit im so confused I cant stand it somebody give me hand but theres nothing you can demand when you thinking you the man then your castle turns to sand such an asshole everybody's ran see you need two feet to land but I face defeat feel displaced meet my vacancy without a seat in store for me but whos gonna miss old drugged out me evidently no one they ignoring may as well reward em with hug if they want but for now sit in the back not the front

[@kodak8978]

can you do no reasons from King lil g?

[@jerkingjerkzjurkeys5667]

     "Cold Christmas" lyrics King Lil G Lyrics Play "Cold Christmas" on Amazon Music Unlimited (ad) "Cold Christmas" I wish I could show you my photo album growing up One bedroom apartment, Shit was hard When you drop new songs they relate to All your close friends wanna go & hate you That's when the police wanna go & raid you And all the pretty little bitches wanna date you I motivated me, no one else did Apartment seven, that little broke kid Wanted toys, my moms can't afford it My mama's love became more important All I ever did was eat rice and beans I appreciated those types of things Faded pants, no designer jeans That's when I said "Fuck that! Man I'd rather dream." Maybe I don't wanna be broke Maybe I don't wanna keep sleepin' on the floor Maybe I don't wanna be sad no more From the things that I see every week at the store I'm sorry if I embarrassed ya I kept complaining at the register Cause you never bought me them wrestlers It's like having things was not meant for us Thank you God for being next to us I know some day you'll start blessin' us I know that's why you gave me confidence And mama gave me always that extra love Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas My best friend got a new bike New clothes and some new Nikes He kept braggin', I kept smilin' I'm thinkin' "Homie them shoes nice" I never got shit Even though I got good grades My little homie came through with some new J's I guess I gotta thank God It's a new day If you didn't get shit, what would you say? Besides the truth Mama loves me, I know she do She been at work and the rent is due And she has no man, that's dependable That type of shit ain't acceptable My mother still so affectional Besides the fact, we got left alone She still raised me respectable She taught me to never go steal Never be a thief, that will get you killed Gave me advice, that gave me the chills Never had money but I had a hot meal She picked me up from school I was hungry, she made me happy With Mexican food She made the greatest food Mama I'm sorry I called you from jail The feds put a hold so I got no bail Got commissary, don't even worry I'm a make it by myself Just pray for me And say you love me And respond to my mail Just pray for me And say you love me I'm sorry if I fail Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas This to my little homies growin' up in watts Hell yea, growin' up in the muthafuckin' projects Or sometimes we don't get to value family And shit as much as we should We too worried about materialistic things and all that bullshit There's only one thing you need to give a fuck about And that's family man, Oh yeah

[@visualz.j9801]

can i use this ill give full credit

[@LowkzMusic97]

can you plz do whats up

[@axelesparza4340]

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[@e3music563]

available for non profit use?

[@imarapperlol1209]

Lol just like yo name. The video gots 88k views

[@88kBeats]

🤙🤙🤙 thanks homie

[@BlaqueGypsie]

Nice bro!! Check out some remakes on my channel. Bless

[@trillak2721]

I wish I could show you my photo album growing up One bedroom apartment, Shit was hard When you drop new songs they relate to All your close friends wanna go & hate you That's when the police wanna go & raid you And all the pretty little bitches wanna date you I motivated me, no one else did Apartment seven, that little broke kid Wanted toys, my moms can't afford it My mama's love became more important All I ever did was eat rice and beans I appreciated those types of things Faded pants, no designer jeans That's when I said "Fuck that! Man I'd rather dream." Maybe I don't wanna be broke Maybe I don't wanna keep sleepin' on the floor Maybe I don't wanna be sad no more From the things that I see every week at the store I'm sorry if I embarrassed ya I kept complaining at the register Cause you never bought me them wrestlers It's like having things was not meant for us Thank you God for being next to us I know some day you'll start blessin' us I know that's why you gave me confidence And mama gave me always that extra love Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas My best friend got a new bike New clothes and some new Nikes He kept braggin', I kept smilin' I'm thinkin' "Homie them shoes nice" I never got shit Even though I got good grades My little homie came through with some new J's I guess I gotta thank God It's a new day If you didn't get shit, what would you say? Besides the truth Mama loves me, I know she do She been at work and the rent is due And she has no man, that's dependable That type of shit ain't acceptable My mother still so affectional Besides the fact, we got left alone She still raised me respectable She taught me to never go steal Never be a thief, that will get you killed Gave me advice, that gave me the chills Never had money but I had a hot meal She picked me up from school I was hungry, she made me happy With Mexican food She made the greatest food Mama I'm sorry I called you from jail The feds put a hold so I got no bail Got commissary, don't even worry I'm a make it by myself Just pray for me And say you love me And respond to my mail Just pray for me And say you love me I'm sorry if I fail Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas This to my little homies growin' up in watts Hell yea, growin' up in the muthafuckin' projects Or sometimes we don't get to value family And shit as much as we should We too worried about materialistic things and all that bullshit There's only one thing you need to give a fuck about And that's family man, Oh yeah

[@XperT650]

trilla k I can copy and paste lyrics too

[@trillak2721]

xXperT650Xx Oh shit you're coo . I don't give a shit white boy

[@axelesparza4340]

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[@gummythadummy2614]

I wish I could show you my photo album growing up One bedroom apartment, Shit was hard When you drop new songs they relate to All your close friends wanna go & hate you That's when the police wanna go & raid you And all the pretty little bitches wanna date you I motivated me, no one else did Apartment seven, that little broke kid Wanted toys, my moms can't afford it My mama's love became more important All I ever did was eat rice and beans I appreciated those types of things Faded pants, no designer jeans That's when I said "Fuck that! Man I'd rather dream." Maybe I don't wanna be broke Maybe I don't wanna keep sleepin' on the floor Maybe I don't wanna be sad no more From the things that I see every week at the store I'm sorry if I embarrassed ya I kept complaining at the register Cause you never bought me them wrestlers It's like having things was not meant for us Thank you God for being next to us I know some day you'll start blessin' us I know that's why you gave me confidence And mama gave me always that extra love Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas My best friend got a new bike New clothes and some new Nikes He kept braggin', I kept smilin' I'm thinkin' "Homie them shoes nice" I never got shit Even though I got good grades My little homie came through with some new J's I guess I gotta thank God It's a new day If you didn't get shit, what would you say? Besides the truth Mama loves me, I know she do She been at work and the rent is due And she has no man, that's dependable That type of shit ain't acceptable My mother still so affectional Besides the fact, we got left alone She still raised me respectable She taught me to never go steal Never be a thief, that will get you killed Gave me advice, that gave me the chills Never had money but I had a hot meal She picked me up from school I was hungry, she made me happy With Mexican food She made the greatest food Mama I'm sorry I called you from jail The feds put a hold so I got no bail Got commissary, don't even worry I'm a make it by myself Just pray for me And say you love me And respond to my mail Just pray for me And say you love me I'm sorry if I fail Cold Christmas Young Boy I was just like you Man you have no clue When I told you I had no Christmas My father was gone I felt so alone Oh man, oh man, oh man Cold Christmas Tell me oh why (Tell me) Tell me oh why (Just tell me) Tell me oh why (Why?) We never had them days Cold Christmas Young boy I was just like you Man you have no clue when I told you I had no Christmas This to my little homies growin' up in watts Hell yea, growin' up in the muthafuckin' projects Or sometimes we don't get to value family And shit as much as we should We too worried about materialistic things and all that bullshit There's only one thing you need to give a fuck about And that's family man, Oh yeah