Cold Heart ft. Not Spazz Lyrics

She say she in love with me

I know that shit make believe

Cum right on her face before I leave

Baby it's Maybelline

Picture perfect

You know im in focus

Cuz we make the scene

Light work

I make this shit look easy

Cuz it's in my genes

I make one two three hoes go for me

Yea they'll do anything

Named my favorite Keisha Cole

She'll make a ratchet sing for me

Plus I can't trust too many

Crazy world so I stay with the team

Every nigga in here my brother

Trust me ain't no switching these

If I say I love you

Then I mean it til we R I P

Hop right in the whip

Flee the scene when we fuck up the streets

Always ready for that challenge

Bring em out cuz it's gon cost a fee

If you ain't want no smoke

Then get your scary ass up out the street

I need that money nigga

Middle fingers up for fake and phony niggas

Rollin' up a L

No you can't hit it

Do you know me nigga

Low key antisocial

Keep it quick unless we talking figures

And you can't come around asking for favors

If u own a nigga

Home team

I need my green 100k for me

Smoking in my section but these bitches they do everything

Money on my mind and on the table

I need everything thing

Boujie hoes start plotting

Bleed you out and leave you in the rain

It's not a game

Off the look you know we not the same

All Eyes on me

I pac two blunts and blow the pain away

Think B I G the sky the limit we gon make a way

Once them niggas see we winning

They gon feel it in a major way

Cold heart

Cold heart

Handful of money plus a cold heart

No trust

I been through some shit

You see the scars

I took that pain and made a mozart

Did it with a cold heart

Cold heart

Handful of money plus a cold heart

No trust

I been through some shit

You see the scars

I took that pain and made a mozart

Look

Money trees blowing in the breeze

I need a couple these

Fucking up my paper with such ease

I need some therapy

City going crazy

It ain't that hard to see

Out of towners keep coming in

But most of them never leave

Nigga stuck with harsh decisions

Give it up or choose to bleed

Brody said that he ain't going

Camera man he'll shoot the scene

Cold hearted

And I know my momma truly pray for me

Never been that nigga

But I been on edge

Don't play with me

Yea I'm on one

Or maybe two

The way a nigga feeling

Ready to go

I make my own rules

Baby said i'm tripping

I'm too paranoid

But not true

I just can't go out like that

Be smart with every play or move

Let them think they got the upper hand

Make sure keep it smoove

Then catch they ass off guard

And make your move it's either them or you

Like really what it do

I'm smoking out the window

Ash the blunt and then i cruise

Watch me swerve off with the bread

Like it's no limit to these moves

Cold heart

Cold heart

Handful of money plus a cold heart

No trust

I been through some shit

You see the scars

I took that pain and made a mozart

Did it with a Cold heart

Cold heart

Handful of money plus a cold heart

No trust

I been through some shit

You see the scars

I took that pain and made a mozart

When you down bad

You really find out who in your corner

See everybody talk that loyal shit

When it's time to be loyal everybody disappear