Heart Cold

An I aint loving none these bitches niggas heart already cold
I seen death before nigga I aint never fold
Inna trap got get them drugs off everything getting sold
Aunty just got her a tester now she playing with her nose
An If they jealous or they envy nigga you a never know
I been running UP that bag aint been doing shit for show
Everytime that shit got hard remember sleeping on that floor
An I can swear I feel it coming I done seen this shit before
An they be telling me just go
Who woulda thought
A nigga just like me a have the ball up in they court
Eveytime took a loss came back and I up the score
Money hungry for that paper I jut get up go get more
We bagging shit don't let us in just know we kicking in the door
An I hear his trap it be cranking sum like 8 to 4
Niggas dying over these bitches trying love em a whore
Got them ARPs an them glizzy's loading up shit for war
An I aint loving none these bitches niggas heart already cold
I seen death before nigga I aint never fold
Inna trap got get them drugs off everything getting sold
Aunty just got her a tester now she playing with her nose



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Writer(s): Andwari Saunders
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