[Intro]
I love you, KXVI
Uh
Look at how I work 'cause I don't got that much to say
I do not have to do it but I went and did it anyway
They ask for a speech, they seem to think I wrote one yesterday, yeah
But I ain't got that much to say
And I hope all my friends can make these hurdles in this flesh race
I know people that hate on me could never be at the same spot I await
But when I pull my blunt it fade away (JabariOnTheBeat)

[Chorus]
Still cold, oh, I'm half baked, yeah
All flame, uh, I'm in Pompeii, yeah
No trains, yeah, I get on planes, yeah
Anglais, she got a Frеnch girl waist, yeah
Nail paint, uh, on my bald fade, yeah
Frostbitе, uh, covering up my face
Quality control, my diamonds up on my neck
Like so cold they on iceberg
Yeah, ice tray, ice tray

[Verse]
Down inside the bay
Right across the ocean, I been standing in the rain
And I don't love just anybody, you just earn the place
Right around this time of year, I start to see your face in the winds of Toronto
And oh, she doing her thing (Yeah)
I might be The Weeknd, she just calling out my name
Girl, you fill me up with love inside this world that's full of pain
I don't know what to say
You feel like a home, so I guess I just found my place
Bathed in the moonlight, how could I not cry?
Look up at the night sky, I could feel 'em close by
Rather them give me screwface, than to be a two face
No, I don't have no name, I might leave him no face
Burned into my left brain, I could see his whole fate
Feel like -20 now and I can't feel my own face
Yeah, I hear sirens out my window for a lullaby
When the summer's here, this shit just happen all the time
Grown old, yeah, I can now see, yeah
Oh, you mad we know you tryna be me? (Yeah)
Hold the phone, lemme say my piece
I don't give a fuck, go 'head and scrutinize me all you want
Uh, we drink through the night until we start to see the sun
Just me and my guys, I know they got me when I'm stuck
This for all the nights that no one really gave a fuck
Now we poppin' bottles on the roof outside the club
[Chorus]
Still cold, oh, I'm half baked, yeah
All flame, uh, I'm in Pompeii, yeah
No trains, yeah, I get on planes, yeah
Anglais, she got a French girl waist, yeah
Nail paint, uh, on my bald fade, yeah
Frostbite, uh, covering up my face
Quality control, my diamonds up on my neck
Like so cold they on iceberg
Yeah, ice tray, ice tray