Too Cold

Yeah
I said I'd get my weight up
I will never be a fake, and I won't fuck with fakers
I gotta stay down to my grind and always chase the paper
You better get down to the point, it ain't no see you later
You ns ain't no players
Said I won't trust a soul
Cuz' I been crossed too many times, so now my heart is cold
So don't ask me for no help, cuz' you was not my bro
People will try to hold you back, but I was never slow
Said I just gotta blow
I said I'd get my weight up
Cuz' I will never be a fake, and I won't fuck with fakers
I gotta stay down to my grind and always chase the paper
You better get down to the point, it ain't no see you later
You ns ain't no players
Said I won't trust a soul
Cuz' I been crossed too many times, so now my heart is cold
So don't ask me for no help, cuz' you was not my bro
People will try to hold you back, but I was never slow
Said I just gotta blow (Ah!)

Yeah
On the block making dollars, like selling lemonade
Praying to god, when I wake up to see a better day
I'm so above all of this hate, it's like I levitate
That E&J you know we sip it like it's Minute Made
Stay to myself so much, I feel like I'm the only one (Just me)
If you got haters, then it ain't no point in holding em'
You gotta look out for yourself because these ns lie
Said I can't fuck with anyone cuz y'all be switchin' sides (Go!)
Why I'm getting in ya' car, if you ain't down to ride
I know these women ain't for me, I see it in they eyes (Facts)
I gotta put on for my mom, that's what I gotta do (I gotta)
So I won't let these ns touch me gotta keep it cool (Fuck 'em)
I gotta stay down in my hood, I'm from that West Phil (West side)
If you walk down on the wrong block, you probably get killed
Ns will probably up they polls if they drink spill
Catch a bullet to ya' heart, now how ya' chest feel?

I know that shit is heavy, just like an anvil
But death will heal ya' pain, just like an Advil
This life it ain't a game, this shit is mad real (Real!)
You gotta let me breathe, that's how this track feel
I'm beating on my chest, I'm feeling like the man
Don't gotta' like jelly, for you to get jammed (Yeah)
Cuz' niggas take a life, and they'll take ya girl (Facts!)
Don't let nobody in, cuz' this a messy world (Facts!)

I always prayed to god to have a little girl
But people kill ya dreams, it ain't nobody thorough (None)
I'm stayin' out the way, just tryna' stack this bread (I gotta!)
But people watch ya' back, they aiming for ya' head (They are)
I been chasing dreams, since we was little kids (Youngins)
No mattress, just crates up under the beds (Shit was hard)
I got a cold heart from shit that other ns did (So what?)
I ain't no poet, I'm just rappin' bout the shit I live

Yeah
I said I'd get my weight up
I will never be a fake, and I won't fuck with fakers
I gotta stay down to my grind and always chase the paper
You better get down to the point, it ain't no see you later
You ns ain't no players
Said I won't trust a soul
Cuz' I been crossed too many times, so now my heart is cold
So don't ask me for no help, cuz' you was not my bro
People will try to hold you back, but I was never slow
Said I just gotta blow
I said I'd get my weight up
Cuz' I will never be a fake, and I won't fuck with fakers
I gotta stay down to my grind and always chase the paper
You better get down to the point, it ain't no see you later
You ns ain't no players
Said I won't trust a soul
Cuz' I been crossed too many times, so now my heart is cold
So don't ask me for no help, cuz' you was not my bro
People will try to hold you back, but I was never slow
Said I just gotta blow (Ah!)

Get my weight
Chase this pap'
Trust a soul
Heart is cold
Not my bro
Never slow

Get my weight
Chase this pap'