Moneybagg Yo – Cold Shoulder Lyrics

Cold Shoulder

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"Cold Shoulder." - Moneybagg Yo

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 07:25 am

Album: Time Served (Deluxe)

Track No: 11

Yeah
Back to the basics (Back to the basics)
I can't escape it, no (Nah)
They like they understand me better when I speak it raw (Talk)
I'm thinkin' 'bout how deep it get from diggin' in my thoughts (Woah)
But then again, I already know what come with bein' a boss (Big bag)
I'm whisperin' in her ear (What?)
Sayin', "I love you, I'ma do better," kissin' her lips
Buy her a bag, then we fuck, she like, "Boy, you a trip" (Haha)
"Why you think you can fix everything with your dick and gifts?"
(It's always worked before)
Barely say no to my kids, been like that since I birthed 'em (Yeah)
DeMoney a spittin' image of me, his mama say I cursed him
Changes and blessings come with time 'cause that's what life bring (So what?)
Didn't understand that shit clear enough 'til I made Spring (My daughter)
I got bitches lyin' on my name, tryin' they best to get some clout
**** think it's Swisher Sweet until I break them choppers out (Brrt)
Family never asked for my number, but now they reachin' out (Ha)
Post a picture with some money, they screenshot it, tryin' to count
I ain't fuckin' with no rap ****, I'm stickin' to the plan (What's that?)
Came in with my day ones, that's how I'ma leave (Who that?)
Tavo, Danjoe, G (Three), been through it all with me (All)
Sat on the bench beside me, it's a must they ball with me
Shit don't even be what it look like, it just be seemin' perfect (I swear)
Sometimes I ask, "Where the love at?" but that don't mean I'm searchin' (Searchin')
I hate that I gave it attention knowin' it didn't deserve it (I'm booked)
Did a diagnostics check and all my buttons workin' (It's up)
Why you tellin' her the business when you go and lay up with her? (Huh?)
I ain't talkin' to no pillow, especially not about my ****
Take a certain type of **** to relate to what I'm feelin'
I'm just ventin' to myself, smokin', starin' at the ceilin' (Vibin')
I'm gangsta from the heart (Heart), started from the gutter
Robbin' ****, stealin' cars, I'm so glad I played it smart (Smart)
I'm gangsta from the heart (Heart), beat the odds a million times
The struggle made a star, make 'em feel it bar for bar (Go)
Told 'em (I called and tried to tell 'em)
Didn't believe me, so I showed 'em
I'm smashin' on the gas, got no plans of pullin' over
Wrap my hands around my arm, got the world in my palms
Forced me to go numb, I give 'em cold shoulder
You dead to me, I had to go stiff
Overtime, puttin' in long hours (What?), I don't come off the shift (Come off the shift)
They hate so hard in my neighborhood, wanna do me like Nip
Pray I ain't lookin' at a friend if I gotta empty the clip (Boom, boom)
Talk to Gotti on the phone, he like, "Look, bro, leave it alone" (Please)
But I can't stay away, the trenches where I feel at home (Home)
I do it first, they gravitate, these rap **** my protégé
I never hate (Never), .762s penetrate (Brrr)
Drums sound like an 808 (Brrr), boom (Boom)
She went against the rules, fucked the opposition dude (Ooh)
I know we ain't together, but I still don't feel it's cool
Guess you ran outta weapons 'cause now you tryna use my son
Everything don't need a response, I'm just done
I'm gangsta from the heart (Heart), started from the gutter
Robbin' ****, stealin' cars, I'm so glad I played it smart (Smart)
I'm gangsta from the heart (Heart), beat the odds a million times
The struggle made a star, make 'em feel it bar for bar (Go)
Told 'em (I called and tried to tell 'em)
Didn't believe me, so I showed 'em
I'm smashin' on the gas, got no plans of pullin' over
Wrap my hands around my arm, got the world in my palms
Forced me to go numb, I give 'em cold shoulder

Writer(s): Demario White, Dyllan McKinney & Javar Rockamore.

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