Cold Bricks, Hot Cash
by Ryder
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01:33
Duration
Dec 25, 2025
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#283
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Copyright & Release Information
Release Date:
December 25, 2025
Release Time:
10:45 AM
Timestamp (UTC):
2025-12-25 10:45:54 UTC
Certificate of Copyright
Track ID:
#729
Title:
Cold Bricks, Hot Cash
Artist:
Ryder
Created:
December 25, 2025 at 10:45 AM UTC
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BPM
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Key
C major
Time Signature
4/4
Genre
rap
Mood
neutral
Energy
medium
Lyrics
[Intro]
[low vocal register]
Cold bricks
Hot cash
Whole block
Might crash
[Verse 1]
Gold grill
Big chain
Black truck
Switch lanes
Back door deals in the rain
Whole hood know my name
Red tape on the doorframe
Yellow tags on the main
Mama pray over my frame
I just count over my pain
Marble floors in the crib now
But the floorboards still creak loud
Every room got a safe code
Every safe got a grey cloud
Friends gone, they in framed pics
Long road full of stained bricks
Every flex got a price tag
Every bag got a blame list
[Chorus]
Cold bricks, hot cash, this life don't love me back
Big house, long drive, still feel the pressure crack
Fast cars, chrome steel, heart blacker than the tints
Gang ties, closed eyes, blood all on these prints
[Verse 2]
Ten phones on the glass table
Whole team on a thin cable
Dirty bills in a clean bag
Nice view but the sky sad
Three cars in the long drive
Two kids think it's all fine
One call, whole scene slide
Red dots on the stop sign
We toast up when the play land
But that guilt don't wash from my hands
New whip with the bright dash
Same fear when the lights flash
Talk tough when the clips stack
But I wake from the same flashback
See smoke in the cul-de-sac
Hear sirens behind the plaques
[Chorus]
[low vocal register]
Cold bricks
Hot cash
Whole block
Might crash
[Verse 1]
Gold grill
Big chain
Black truck
Switch lanes
Back door deals in the rain
Whole hood know my name
Red tape on the doorframe
Yellow tags on the main
Mama pray over my frame
I just count over my pain
Marble floors in the crib now
But the floorboards still creak loud
Every room got a safe code
Every safe got a grey cloud
Friends gone, they in framed pics
Long road full of stained bricks
Every flex got a price tag
Every bag got a blame list
[Chorus]
Cold bricks, hot cash, this life don't love me back
Big house, long drive, still feel the pressure crack
Fast cars, chrome steel, heart blacker than the tints
Gang ties, closed eyes, blood all on these prints
[Verse 2]
Ten phones on the glass table
Whole team on a thin cable
Dirty bills in a clean bag
Nice view but the sky sad
Three cars in the long drive
Two kids think it's all fine
One call, whole scene slide
Red dots on the stop sign
We toast up when the play land
But that guilt don't wash from my hands
New whip with the bright dash
Same fear when the lights flash
Talk tough when the clips stack
But I wake from the same flashback
See smoke in the cul-de-sac
Hear sirens behind the plaques
[Chorus]
Audio Versions (2)
Cold Bricks, Hot Cash - Version 1
01:32
Cold Bricks, Hot Cash - Version 2
01:59
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