
Cold Hands Open
Hip hop with electric textures: a stumbling intro built from chopped drum breaks, off-grid kick accents, and stuttered 808 hits, then locking into a steadier boom-bap groove. Electric guitar riffs with wah and delay, crunchy synth bass, vinyl crackle, sharp snare, and layered turntable cuts.

Cold Hands Open
Hip hop with electric textures: a stumbling intro built from chopped drum breaks, off-grid kick accents, and stuttered 808 hits, then locking into a steadier boom-bap groove. Electric guitar riffs with wah and delay, crunchy synth bass, vinyl crackle, sharp snare, and layered turntable cuts.
Lyrics
Verse 1
I came in with the scrape on my shoes
Cold hands, big plans, nothin' to lose
Back pocket full of rent and a prayer
You look at me twice, I’m already there
Mouth full of teeth and a crooked grin
One bad night, still I’m winnin' again
I know that face when the room gets tight
I turn that pressure into a bite
Pre-Chorus
Say my name
Watch me lean in
Hold that frame
I’m not finished
You want heat?
I bring sparks
You want truth?
I bring scars
Chorus
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Cold hands open, watch me hold
Say it loud, let it roll
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Cold hands open, take your shot
Cold hands open, give me what you got
I came in rough, I came in gold
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Verse 2
My phone on dim, but my mind too bright
Every little doubt gets dragged to light
I learned the hard way, I learned fast
What slips through your fingers never lasts
So I built from crumbs and a busted laugh
Cut my own lane when the road split half
You want the easy, I want the real
I got grit in my throat and a steel-blue feel
Pre-Chorus
Say my name
Watch me lean in
Hold that frame
I’m not finished
You want heat?
I bring sparks
You want truth?
I bring scars
Chorus
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Cold hands open, watch me hold
Say it loud, let it roll
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Cold hands open, take your shot
Cold hands open, give me what you got
I came in rough, I came in gold
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Bridge
Let it shake, let it shake
I was built from the break
If I fall, I bounce back mean
Same old storm, different dream
Chorus
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Cold hands open, watch me hold
Say it loud, let it roll
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
Cold hands open, take your shot
Cold hands open, give me what you got
I came in rough, I came in gold
Cold hands open, I don’t fold
