Cold Heart
Lyrics
Tryna spend my days ballin on and off the court
Got some shooters with me and it ain't no back and forth
Cold heart, ice up in my veins I come from the North
Remember I was really feelin poor
Cant wait to look at Mama, like no that's our lives anymore
Cant wait to pull up in exotic wit them suicide doors
All bout the money tryna stack it like a Chore
Tryna make it before my Daughter even turned 4
Ain't just speaking on some hood shit
It's on some we was broke n decided that we want good shit
We tryna be poppin, ain't just simple block shit
Real one gon stay down if one of y'all get pinched
Brothers since kids, barely out our teens and got our own kids
We ain't worried bout no block
We tryna be mogul rich
Tryna take care of the people that stayed down when most didn't
Not a Lotta people to mention
Tryna get nuff money pay for our kids children
Tryna spend my days stackin up by the millions
You ain't stay down and stay real then you know it's good riddance
Bend that corner like a joint and that bitch start spittin
Shots ain't missin they hittin
You don't know the fake from real then you really the difference
I Could see through that fuck shit stay focused on paper tunnel vision
Yeah, I been tryna go the distance
Yeah, you with me you could witness
Tryna spend my days ballin on and off the court
Got some shooters with me and it ain't no back and forth
Cold heart, ice up in my veins I come from the North
Remember I was really feelin poor
Cant wait to look at Mama, like no that's our lives anymore
Cant wait to pull up in exotic wit them suicide doors
All bout the money tryna stack it like a Chore
Tryna make it before my Daughter even turned 4
Ain't gotta pray for me just light a candle when I pass
Comin up as a youngin, reckless focused on the cash
Keep it real with me baby I know that ain't nothin last
Ride for me, I ride for you, so don't make us fuckin crash
If he move dumb he smoked, and I'm smokin on that gas
Speedin down the road headed east with cops on my ass
Take a loss, gotta get it right back
Yeah girl it's just like that
Let me know, really where yo mind at?
Phone got more Wops than contacts
Been on that grinding process
I want it all but won't forget where the fuck I started
We ain't good days, we was down bad just tryna get a win
Ain't had a lotta options, still get poppin bout our Kin
We just known to get it in so how the fuck we avoid the sin
If I hit one time, she want me to come thru hit again
Bro told me put the pain up on the track so i did
They been askin how it's goin
Drop my head down so I could fuckin go in
Tryna spend my days ballin on and off the court
Got some shooters with me and it ain't no back n forth
Cold heart, ice up in my veins I come from the North
Remember I was really feelin poor
Cant wait to look at Mama, like no that's our lives anymore
Cant wait to pull up in exotic wit them suicide doors
All bout the money tryna stack it like a Chore
Tryna make it before my Daughter even turned 4
Tryna spend my days ballin on and off the court
Got some shooters with me and it ain't no back and forth
Cold heart, ice up in my veins I come from the North
Remember I was really feelin poor
Cant wait to look at Mama, like no that's our lives anymore
Cant wait to pull up in exotic wit them suicide doors
All bout the money tryna stack it like a Chore
Tryna make it before my Daughter even turned 4
Ain't just speaking on some hood shit
It's on some we was broke n decided that we want good shit
We tryna be poppin, ain't just simple block shit
Real one gon stay down if one of y'all get pinched
Brothers since kids, barely out our teens and got our own kids
We ain't worried bout no block
We tryna be mogul rich
Tryna take care of the people that stayed down when most didn't
Not a Lotta people to mention
Tryna get nuff money pay for our kids children
Tryna spend my days stackin up by the millions
You ain't stay down and stay real then you know it's good riddance
Bend that corner like a joint and that bitch start spittin
Shots ain't missin they hittin
You don't know the fake from real then you really the difference
I Could see through that fuck shit stay focused on paper tunnel vision
Yeah, I been tryna go the distance
Yeah, you with me you could witness
Tryna spend my days ballin on and off the court
Got some shooters with me and it ain't no back and forth
Cold heart, ice up in my veins I come from the North
Remember I was really feelin poor
Cant wait to look at Mama, like no that's our lives anymore
Cant wait to pull up in exotic wit them suicide doors
All bout the money tryna stack it like a Chore
Tryna make it before my Daughter even turned 4
Ain't gotta pray for me just light a candle when I pass
Comin up as a youngin, reckless focused on the cash
Keep it real with me baby I know that ain't nothin last
Ride for me, I ride for you, so don't make us fuckin crash
If he move dumb he smoked, and I'm smokin on that gas
Speedin down the road headed east with cops on my ass
Take a loss, gotta get it right back
Yeah girl it's just like that
Let me know, really where yo mind at?
Phone got more Wops than contacts
Been on that grinding process
I want it all but won't forget where the fuck I started
We ain't good days, we was down bad just tryna get a win
Ain't had a lotta options, still get poppin bout our Kin
We just known to get it in so how the fuck we avoid the sin
If I hit one time, she want me to come thru hit again
Bro told me put the pain up on the track so i did
They been askin how it's goin
Drop my head down so I could fuckin go in
Tryna spend my days ballin on and off the court
Got some shooters with me and it ain't no back n forth
Cold heart, ice up in my veins I come from the North
Remember I was really feelin poor
Cant wait to look at Mama, like no that's our lives anymore
Cant wait to pull up in exotic wit them suicide doors
All bout the money tryna stack it like a Chore
Tryna make it before my Daughter even turned 4
Writer(s): Austin King
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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