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Cold Heart
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Cold Heart was released on October 16, 2020 by Dream Chaser Records, Inc. as a part of the album Fanci No. 9 - EP
October 16, 2020
LabelDream Chaser Records, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
BPM103
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Real deal gangsta, raised by a female
Showed me how to get it, I ain't gotta pay retail
Keep it on the hush, you ain't gotta go in detail
Be quiet, we prevail
Focused on the dollars, more guns for the problems
Never trust a bitch, 'cause you know she got mileage
If you put your trust in a bitch, you might lose
I got a Bible on the dash, and a .30 by my shoe
I'ma dawg
Middle fingers up, screamin', "Fuck y'all"
Do it for me, moms, and my dawgs
If I squeeze, his life might pause
FP&L, I'll cut his lights off
Dreams unfold, how you want 'em?
Everything irie, top shotta don dem
Ever seen a soul leave a body?
When you real, real **** gon' acknowledge
[Verse 2]
Every time I see a problem, I get numb
It can't bring no more the pressure, activated, I go dumb
Tell my mama it's my pleasure just to be her only son
I got motives in my blood just to shine like sun
Been a rider on the one, been a slider with a gun
Feel like I'm on da run, all these problems got me racin' lately
I been devastated like a patient lately
**** say they ready, they been fakin' lately
I'ma hold it steady, I'ma bake 'em, bacon
Trappin' out a foreign, I ain't worried 'bout no feelings
You a hater, I can just tell by how you deal with me
I just want a real one that'll sit down and build with me
Bring peace to me
My **** in the grave, innocent, did three with me
Can't trust none of these ****, they won't even plea with me
I'd rather see 'em starve, they can't even eat with me
[Verse 3]
Ay, ay, I got your back, ay, if ever you gotta slide, ay
Bitch, you know you like my brother, I can't let a **** touch you
I can't let a **** fuck you over
You my dawg, you my fucking soldier
[Verse 4]
Fake love and the struggles we got over
Be the only thing really brung us closer
We been thuggin' since a youngin, we got older
Disloyal bitches only made us colder
Ay, I got the drop, you know we gone ride, Biggie and Pac
But we won't divide, yeah
Rally stripes on this SRT
Fuck the hype, ****, I got me, yeah
I'ma always be myself, and I'm made by me
Growin' up, I ran into a lot of fake IDs
And some fake Ali's, so I shake I-3
I just focus on the money, made it flip times three, let's go
[Verse 5]
Real deal gangsta, raised by a female
Showed me how to get it, I ain't gotta pay retail
Keep it on the hush, you ain't gotta go in detail
Be quiet, we prevail
Focused on the dollars, more guns for the problems
Never trust a bitch, 'cause you know she got mileage
If you put your trust in a bitch, you might lose
I got a Bible on the dash, and a .30 by my shoe
I'm a dawg
Middle fingers up, screamin', "Fuck y'all"
Do it for me, moms, and my dawgs
If I squeeze, his life might pause
FP&L, I'll cut his lights off
Dreams unfold, how you want 'em?
Everything irie, top shotta don dem
Ever seen a soul leave a body?
When you real, real **** gon' acknowledge, uh
Written by: Chad Thomas, Emmanuel Alexis, Kendrick Joseph
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