Lyrics: Bmc Yarky - Bmc Yarky_Cold Trap {prod By Longzy Beat}

*Verse*
Mek)nte 
Megya to fam aa 
Mendidi 
I’m my own mother,father and my family eee, 
Me a meny3 bread winner So how say ago win this bread 
If I live open life how ago get money 
So the street quick I was quiet young XII
In the high school timber market code 
Yes I,I respond 
Take it street shit wasn’t easy 
Sometimes I cry 
Ooh I,I, …I 
Ooh I,I, …I

*Chorus*
 {2x}
Rolling pof , pof for the pain 
Meda a menda 
3yaa medwen 
Here gangsters don’t complain 
Woay3 fine a bra b3sen
 Life has a lot to give 
oohhhh lot to give 

*Hook*
 {2x}
on the trap day night everywhere cold sometimes I think sewside by here I know that Jay, Jay dey my side everything gone be fine eehh I trust that .   

*Verse* 
I left ma hood me baa Accra for survival,
But no one know shit dode is been going through. The street so so cold ,The street so so cold, Ma negger the system and everything is fuck up. Shaa outs to my brother bra Sammy ma brother you did me solid  bro I owe you chock, I owe you chock Sesei aa b) mpay3 ma me. On the trap day and night everything is fucking cold yeah listen to the story one day tribute will be told yeah. On the trap day night everywhere cold sometimes I think suicide but here I know that Jay Jay dey my side everything is gone be fine ee I trust that