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Cold Wind Blows (Plugged In) lyrics by JamWayne feat. Brandon Hartt

Chorus: Brandon Hartt
‘Cause I’ve seen highs and I’ve seen lows
Been down every damn broken road
I’ve sold hearts but never sold my soul
I’ve probably got a place in hell I know
Been up shit creek without a paddle
I’m still ridin’ high in the saddle
I’m playin’ life with the cards I chose
And that’s the way that the cold wind blows

Verse 1: JamWayne
It was a hell of a place, I climbed up out of that bitch
J Maverick cause I up and play the hand that I’m dealt
And I ain’t showin’ my weapon, conceal and steady my wrist
Be on ready for whatever, let me paint you a pic
So I’m the villain, my temperament bloody broken and dusty
I’vе put that steel in, I’m bustin’ it, kill a freeman, I’m rusty
Stop tryna’ fuck with the future, any kill with a shot
Micky Jambo man a rude baby callin’ thе shots
Chance in major paper, tear that bitch ass counselor kid
Got jammed up and switched on me, snitchin’ out like a bitch
And I hear that free ride passed by like bye-bye baby
There’s still a hell on Earth that’s why the look in my eyes crazy

Chorus: Brandon Hartt
‘Cause I’ve seen highs and I’ve seen lows
Been down every damn broken road
I’ve sold hearts but never sold my soul
I’ve probably got a place in hell I know
Been up shit creek without a paddle
I’m still ridin’ high in the saddle
I’m playin’ life with the cards I chose
And that’s the way that the cold wind blows

Verse 2: JamWayne
Dream the blessings and curses, the hearses and deaths
Last tears, my addiction tryna deal with this stress
My last breath screamin’ freedom, Heaven soldier tryin’ battlin’ demons
Here schemin’ and creepin’ try to run up your league
My people deep in this section they quite precise with their weapons
Allies in every direction and family ties is a blessin’
Now I ain’t flexin’ I just let you know we be with this shit
No matter which way the wind blows I handle my biz, yup

Chorus: Brandon Hartt
‘Cause I’ve seen highs and I’ve seen lows
Been down every damn broken road
I’ve sold hearts but never sold my soul
I’ve probably got a place in hell I know
Been up shit creek without a paddle
I’m still ridin’ high in the saddle
I’m playin’ life with the cards I chose
And that’s the way that the cold wind blows