
Title: Cold Flame Artist: Dominique (Calboy-style) Genre: Melodic Trap / Pain Rap
[Intro] Cold flame, burnin’ in my chest She said I changed, I said I’m just stressed Diamonds on me, but I still feel pressed Love ain’t safe when you live like this [Hook] Cold flame, she my rider in the storm Told her I’d protect her, now I’m barely home Money got me movin’ like I’m on my own But I still feel her heartbeat through the phone Cold flame, burnin’ deep, I can’t ignore She the only one that seen me when I was poor Now I’m iced out, but my soul still sore She said, “Fuck the fame, I just want you more” [Verse 1] She was there when I was broke, ramen nights and empty hopes Now it’s flights and fancy coats, but I feel the distance grow I ain’t tryna lose her soul, but the fame be takin’ toll Every show another ghost, every city feelin’ cold I got demons in my head, I got triggers in my bed I got homies that went fed, I got texts I never read She be cryin’ on the low, I be lyin’ to her soul Sayin’ “I’m good,” but I’m numb, I don’t feel shit no more I be smokin’ just to cope, poppin’ pills to stay afloat I be prayin’ I don’t choke, I be drownin’ in my quotes She said, “Baby, you ain’t real,” I said, “Fuck it, I’m just broke” Not in pockets, but in spirit—this the pain I never show [Verse 2] I got ops, I got dreams, I got scars they never seen I got brothers in the grave, I got guilt I can’t redeem She just want a little peace, I just want to let her breathe But I’m married to the streets, and they never let me leave I be posted with the gang, but I’m thinkin’ ’bout her name She the only one that stayed when the world went insane I be duckin’ every call, I be runnin’ from it all She said, “Fuck that rap shit, I just want you to evolve” But I’m stuck in my ways, stuck in my pain Stuck in this fame, stuck in the rain I be flexin’ on the ‘Gram, but I’m dyin’ in my lane I be laughin’ with the squad, but I’m cryin’ in the frame She said, “You ain’t gotta lie,” I said, “I ain’t got the time” She said, “You ain’t gotta die,” I said, “I’m already fried” I be tryna make it right, but the devil in my sight And the money got me blind, I can’t even see the light [Bridge] If I fall, will she catch me? If I call, will she text me? If I die, will she rep me? Or will the game forget me?

