<3 Cold

My
My heart's cold
World froze, live fast die slow
Come around some potholes
Chasing all this cheese, I can't fuck with Wells Fargo
Shawty do that *sniff* uh uh she a narco
Postman, mailman I be moving cargo
Yea she into fashion, I'd rather have an art hoe
And yea she way too picky you know I never like those
Baby I be leaning pour a line in this Sprite tho
Cup same color of my hair, she say Bre I like you girl I'm not aware
I be high off the drugs I be anywhere but here
Yea you right girl I don't really care, no I don't
My heart's cold
World froze, live fast die slow
Crash cause the potholes
Switch lanes, fuck hoes, worry bout a bankroll
New clothes, big house
Yea I want it all bro



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