Cold Hearted II

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Uh, make it out the hood, they say you Hollywood
 How dare you niggas tell me that I got it good
 Gotta check and treat these niggas like I'm Robin Hood
 When it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stood
 And I was lookin' at you niggas, all the ones I fed
 Had me grindin' all them nights you was going to bed
 And if I think I owe you something, nigga gon' ahead
 Treat you like I never knew you, put it on your head
 And I got Papi on my line like, 'When you comin' home?'
 My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin' wrong
 Bodies droppin' in my city all summer long
 Out on bail but I still gotta keep somethin' on
 'Cause I can't let 'em take my life
 You might get left you make that right
 When he got left it wasn't right
 But he was tryna live that life
 I call up Coon to book that jet,
 we like three deep, we take that flight
 Used to land in California to play
 that studio all night, we stayin' down
 For the love of them millions, ain't layin' down
 Left you in the hood, what you sayin' now?
 And niggas wanted the smoke
 You said, "Stand down," uh
 Cold heart, never get cold feet
 When the pressure come
 It was beef, I had to tell niggas
 "You better come"
 Sister said they gettin' over, it's like you lettin' them
 Some shit I had to learn my lesson from, uh
 Checkin' in, checkin' out, I just had to check you out
 2012, it was 50 niggas when I'm steppin' out
 Forgot the time you asked me
 For a check and I ain't lived it out
 I ain't even know you was upset
 This what this shit about?
 A green piece of paper can turn you to a hater
 When you can't bring up one time
 You returned me for a favor
 So I play these niggas real close
 Talkin' closer than my neighbors
 'Cause I know the signs when niggas
 Switch sides, catch them vapors
 Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
 Scream, "Ride or die,"
 I thought you would ride with me
 Found out you was jealous
 You wouldn't even grind with me
 And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
 Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
 Scream, "Ride or die,"
 I thought you would ride with me
 Found out you was jealous
 You wouldn't even grind with me
 And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
 See, I look at it like this
 What I'm supposed to spend a thousand
 nights in the studio rappin' my lights out?
 Goin' city to city
 can't take my son to school when I want to
 can't see my mama, my family when I want to
 They give a nigga my money
 They act like he hangin' with me
 I ain't ever been sweet
 Far as I can remember
 Every time I went to jail I had to
 Stand up in that bitch by myself
 I ain't never even think about a nigga callin' my
 baby mama to pick my son up
 To take him to the movies
 Go play basketball while
 I'm doin' this time in the cell
 Actin' like I owe you somethin'
 See, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest
 friends turn their back on me
 About that attention needle
 Or a green piece of paper with a
 slave master on the front of that shit
 I used to hear niggas
 niggas that I was feedin'
 I heard 'em whisperin', "Meek Mill finished"
 I was like, "And damn, I was feedin' you, bro"
 All I did was keep grindin'
 Through the storm, nigga
 I'm like Derrick Rose on a
 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga
 For the love of the millions
 royalty over loyalty, never get it confused
 I got real friends and family that'll never
 turn their back on me for the love of the money
 I got a homie that's doin' life
 He can't offer me no money
 He can't offer me nothin'
 But a friendship and a relationship
 I talk to him seven days a week
 So don't come to me talkin'
 'Bout no money shit, nigga
 So if you feel some type
 Of way about my money
 We goin' to the furthest extent to protect that
 plate that goes under my
 Son on the table, nigga
 One love to all my family and friends
 That stayed down through all the madness
 While I had to sacrifice and put it all on the line
 One time for my mom and sister that
 never changed on me, even before I had money
 Ride or die, no matter what
 Dreamchasers for life, you dig?
 Uh, I told niggas stop askin' me where niggas at
 If you don't see 'em in the
 pictures with me, that mean they faded away
 I got my niggas out dissin' myself, fun
 we love each other, it's all
 Love but everybody can't make it
 Niggas wanna burn a bridge and expect you
 to send a yacht, huh? Where they do that at?
 

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Duration
05:01
Key
10
Tempo
83 BPM

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