Cold Hearted
Cold hearted i'm a cool nigga
Fuck a nigga i don't need a friend
Stacking money like them old niggas
That's why i don't need a bitch
Ran that money up the longway Them pussy niggas wanna be your friend
Niggas praying on my downfall, Them pussy niggas want me to bend...
I got Some niggas in the state pen
Got some niggas i won't see again
You either scam or you sell dope
Either way i wanna see you win
But now and days niggas fake i see it...
You can't even call on yo own people
The moment that a nigga fall off they leaving...
You gotta put your dawg on if he need it
I'm fed up with the world i'm misleaded
My sister died in a blink and i ain't see it
My nigga gone for some years best believe it
The police really killed my dawg he ain't breathing No No!
This transition got me going crazy
My homie slipped and got some years baby
They wanna see me dropping tears baby.
I'm from the 3 bitch i'm a sand baby
(Bitch I'ma sand baby)
Cold hearted i'm a cool nigga
Fuck a nigga i don't need a friend
Stacking money like them old niggas
That's why i don't need a bitch
Ran that money up the longway Them pussy niggas wanna be your friend
Niggas praying on my downfall, Them pussy niggas want me to bend...
I got Some niggas in the state pen
Got some niggas i won't see again
You either scam or you sell dope
Either way i wanna see you win
Fuck a nigga i don't need a friend
Stacking money like them old niggas
That's why i don't need a bitch
Ran that money up the longway Them pussy niggas wanna be your friend
Niggas praying on my downfall, Them pussy niggas want me to bend...
I got Some niggas in the state pen
Got some niggas i won't see again
You either scam or you sell dope
Either way i wanna see you win
But now and days niggas fake i see it...
You can't even call on yo own people
The moment that a nigga fall off they leaving...
You gotta put your dawg on if he need it
I'm fed up with the world i'm misleaded
My sister died in a blink and i ain't see it
My nigga gone for some years best believe it
The police really killed my dawg he ain't breathing No No!
This transition got me going crazy
My homie slipped and got some years baby
They wanna see me dropping tears baby.
I'm from the 3 bitch i'm a sand baby
(Bitch I'ma sand baby)
Cold hearted i'm a cool nigga
Fuck a nigga i don't need a friend
Stacking money like them old niggas
That's why i don't need a bitch
Ran that money up the longway Them pussy niggas wanna be your friend
Niggas praying on my downfall, Them pussy niggas want me to bend...
I got Some niggas in the state pen
Got some niggas i won't see again
You either scam or you sell dope
Either way i wanna see you win
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Writer(s): Terry Swain
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