Stone Cold (feat. Caleb Cruise, Steven Malcolm & Aaron Dews)
You can try whatever you can do to me
Nothing you can do to ruin me
I don't think you're ever getting through to me
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Stone cold
Yeah, ayy, I came to whip it, I give it and get it, I run up the quantity, yeah
Me, I'm gon' take what's in front of me, double the profit and make it a company yeah
Me and brodie been back to back, all on the road like two men in a truck
Packing out venues with number two pencils, so down to earth who we're runnin' it up
Yeah, ayy, they try everything to get rid of me
Come to find out they can't match my energy
This not a hit then you gotta be kidding me
I serve that bass call it Bobby and Whitney
I'm in a place where I don't care if they get me
Now that we takin' off, I see you wit' me I never been one for the pitty
I back up and quarterback all of my pieces, get back in the lab and put on for my city
Back in the lab like I'm Bill Nye
Feelin' like king of the hill
I feel like taking two cans smashing them together all up on the tightropes like
You can try whatever you can do to me
Nothing you can do to ruin me
I don't think you're ever getting through to me
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Stone cold
Shoot yo shot
Yeah that's cute
I make bops
In the booth
You do not
Who are you
My campaign
Is all the pain in my brain
So you talk-talk wet
And that fuels my rage
Gotta maintain my whole mainframe
Back-back when a joker didn't have no aim
I would've let it get to me now no way
Now no way
There ain't no traffic in your lane
These the thoughts I wrestle with every day
But I'm on-I'm on-I'm on-I'm on better things
Yeah, lost some friends
Running up a check
That's a bet
Basing my existence tryna get all your
Respect
But, I'm off that
Man, that sound like a threat
Aye, my heart stone cold without ice on my neck
You can try whatever you can do to me
Nothing you can do to ruin me
I don't think you're ever getting through to me
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Stone cold
Nothing you can do to ruin me
I don't think you're ever getting through to me
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Stone cold
Yeah, ayy, I came to whip it, I give it and get it, I run up the quantity, yeah
Me, I'm gon' take what's in front of me, double the profit and make it a company yeah
Me and brodie been back to back, all on the road like two men in a truck
Packing out venues with number two pencils, so down to earth who we're runnin' it up
Yeah, ayy, they try everything to get rid of me
Come to find out they can't match my energy
This not a hit then you gotta be kidding me
I serve that bass call it Bobby and Whitney
I'm in a place where I don't care if they get me
Now that we takin' off, I see you wit' me I never been one for the pitty
I back up and quarterback all of my pieces, get back in the lab and put on for my city
Back in the lab like I'm Bill Nye
Feelin' like king of the hill
I feel like taking two cans smashing them together all up on the tightropes like
You can try whatever you can do to me
Nothing you can do to ruin me
I don't think you're ever getting through to me
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Stone cold
Shoot yo shot
Yeah that's cute
I make bops
In the booth
You do not
Who are you
My campaign
Is all the pain in my brain
So you talk-talk wet
And that fuels my rage
Gotta maintain my whole mainframe
Back-back when a joker didn't have no aim
I would've let it get to me now no way
Now no way
There ain't no traffic in your lane
These the thoughts I wrestle with every day
But I'm on-I'm on-I'm on-I'm on better things
Yeah, lost some friends
Running up a check
That's a bet
Basing my existence tryna get all your
Respect
But, I'm off that
Man, that sound like a threat
Aye, my heart stone cold without ice on my neck
You can try whatever you can do to me
Nothing you can do to ruin me
I don't think you're ever getting through to me
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
My heart is stone cold
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Stone cold
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Barclay, Steven Malcolm
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