Mario Mims (born May 19, 1981), better known by his stage name Yo Gotti, is an American rapper. He hails from the northern side of Memphis, Tennessee. His major label debut studio album Live from the Kitchen was released in 2012. In early 2013 Gotti announced that him & his label CMG had been signed to a distribution deal with Epic Records from longtime business partner L.A. Reid. The first single from his second studio album I Am is titled “Act Right” and features Young Jeezy and YG. The song was released for Rhythmic contemporary radio airplay on June 25, 2013. The song debuted at #5 on the Bubbling Under Hot 100 Singles chart and at #39 on the Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart. As of September 21, it has peaked at #100 on the Hot 100, making it Gotti and YG’s third Hot 100 entry, #33 on Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Songs chart and at #24 on the Rap Songs chart. I Am is scheduled for release on November 19, 2013.
Yo Gotti feat. J. Cole – Cold Blood
Yo Gotti feat. J. Cole – Cold Blood Lyrics:
Started from the ground
Building to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga
If I could paint a picture
I would show the image of a [?]
Yeah, [?] nigga
Popping pain killers
Praying for a call for th
Started from the ground
Building to the sky now
Watch it fall down
How you gon’ survive now?
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a nigga
Here’s a voice for the voiceless
My words like multiple choice to the choices
Emerge like a search light in the darkness
For this young, black carcass
My niggas either join the Armed Forces, or they corpses
Now, in God we trust
But it’s bucks that we worship, now
Boy that rule the evil gon’ forever rule the people
See, I seen just what that fast money gon’ come and do to people
Hit a lick, it was a hit
He said, “Lets go and do the sequel”
But his
Nigga wasn’t ‘bout it
Nigga wasn’t ‘bout it, now
Feeling guilty
What would Momma think about me?
Told’ em, think about it
Nigga, what you think about it now?
But he was money hungry
Plus he trigger happy
So they hopped up in the Caddy
Burnt his pack, just like a [?]
Thirty minutes later, blood is leaking at the ATM
Momma in denial, like her baby boy on trial
For a murder that he ain’t commit
Tears on the handkerchief
Started from the ground.
Building to the sky now.
Watch it fall down.
How you gon’ survive now?.
Yeah, it’s cold blood in a nigga.
The streets left no love in a nigga.
