Cold Heart

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Yeaaaaa
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I was just a kid, my dad wasn't never here
That shit fuck wit my head
Use to ask mom was he dead
And I
Cried every nighhhhhht
Wipe my own tears out my eyes, Just me myself by my side
I ain't feeling none of y'all vibe
They say they love me they lied, I'm sick of all of these lies
Say you got my back but you never did
Let me down all those times
All that fake love made me hate love I'm sick of keep on tryin
I gave you everything and you took it for granted
Can't believe that I'm sayin this and It feel like you don't understand me
And I thought that you wanted a family
But you acting like a nigga need you
Thought you wasn't like them other people
Shawty wicked shawty really evil
I lost my dawg shit feel like yesterday I get so high I can see him
Yeaaaa
Shit got me high off a percocet
Shawty said she gone suck me, well girl why the fuck you ain't slurping yet
These bitches ain't loyal you kno they be fuckin baby
That's the reason you ain't get a Birkin yet
I keep it real, Ima say how I feel fuck whoever don't like it
That hoe she a party my dick got invited
I keep my chains on when she ride it
I like ya head but I love ya body, don't tell nobody shhhh keep it quiet
Don't tell nobody shhhhh keep it private
Baby girl you kno I ain't anybody
I just been smoking all of this exotic
I just been drippin all of this designer
His shit is fake you kno it's made in China
He just be cappin Rappin he a liar
They call me Hot Boy I'm spittin fire
Bitch I'm from Baltimore it's like the wire
Everyday niggas shootin and they dien my city full of murder full of violence
I kno some steppers might givem a call
Might hit my bro Kash or I might hit up Mal
Lor Ty just came home I'm screaming Free Dawon
It's free all my niggas, Its still fuck the law
My heart cold as shit they keep taking my dawgs
A P on my Neck and it's rest in peace Twan
Still Hurt about Marcus, still hurt about
Mike can't believe that they gone
They living through me so I gotta go hard
My son call me dada can't let down my Lil Boy
Gotta block out the rumors and the noise
Niggas be hatin broke and unemployed
Mad cause I fucked his bitch and beat the pussy up like I was Floyd
She let me grab the camera hit record
My bitches bad they don't compare to yours
That's like a iPhone to a droid, Go get ya bag up get a coin
I'm showing mad love to my boys cause they gone ride for me
They gone slide for me I ain't gotta question if they loyal
I'm smoking gas till a nigga eyes low
Percocet got my eyes closed, I just pop me a blue pill
Made me feel like it made the room tilt, got me high up
And I don't never wanna come down
All this fakeeeeeee
Love, that's the reason that I can't love now