"Cold Hearted" lyrics
(feat. Slim Law & Lvnce Sev)
There's a god in you
Sometimes the night is generous to me
[Ramirez:]
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, you would think I got the flu
Cause you niggas fuck with me, but I don't even fuck with you
If I drill a nigga shit, no fate, I'm the [?]
And I only show feelings when I bust a nut in your bitch
Cause that codeine got me numb, so all you hating niggas
I don't even pay no mind, cause y'all just want some attention
Like these bitches, I'm just focused on the riches
Gotta keep my eyes on the prize, til' you realize
That you fuck niggas been missin' like a free throw from Shaq
You rap niggas is wack
They tried to copy my style, one of the worst, they copy [?]
So don't show no love to these busta ass people
Cause deep down inside, every motherfucker evil
Angels at heart, demons at mind
That's spiritual warfare that'll open your third eye, bitch
[Lvnce Sev:]
Black 9 on my waistline, that ski mask in the nighttime
See the sign that you stuck in that one they sent with the Glock 10
Cold-hearted mentality, those slugs touch, you cease to breath
See it, lookin' at all black, vision trapped in reality
Alternative with scenery, the blood is thin, he close deceased
Severed parts, and ligaments, and feed your bones to fucking pigs
Rest in piss, that brother lynch, I'm sick mate, season of the sick
I spit shit like TEC-9's, that bullet hits, you will decline
Find your purpose for what it's worth, on god shit but we down to Earth
Smokin' herb, I meditate, lost soul, searchin' for faith
I'm blind dead by hatred, but envy this bullet
Ridin' with the strap, fading niggas with this full clip
Seekin' life right after death, and more to soul, DG the set
We the fuckin threat, so y'all better prepare
Gather arms, katana blades, it's warfare, nigga
[Slim Law:]
Katana blade to your fucking jaw
Ride around, disrespect the law
Middle finger in the air, screaming out "mane, fuck em all!"
Ride around with the windows low
Blowin' the smoke up out of my nose
Plottin' murders in my head
Lvnce, what's up with your fucking head?
Slim low, in the back, with the 12 gauge
That red dot, and I start to spray
Them AK's don't fucking play
Hollow tips in that getaway
My eyes low, but I feel no pain
So fuck what you mean
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, so don't fuck with my team, GODS
There's a god in you
Sometimes the night is generous to me
[Ramirez:]
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, you would think I got the flu
Cause you niggas fuck with me, but I don't even fuck with you
If I drill a nigga shit, no fate, I'm the [?]
And I only show feelings when I bust a nut in your bitch
Cause that codeine got me numb, so all you hating niggas
I don't even pay no mind, cause y'all just want some attention
Like these bitches, I'm just focused on the riches
Gotta keep my eyes on the prize, til' you realize
That you fuck niggas been missin' like a free throw from Shaq
You rap niggas is wack
They tried to copy my style, one of the worst, they copy [?]
So don't show no love to these busta ass people
Cause deep down inside, every motherfucker evil
Angels at heart, demons at mind
That's spiritual warfare that'll open your third eye, bitch
[Lvnce Sev:]
Black 9 on my waistline, that ski mask in the nighttime
See the sign that you stuck in that one they sent with the Glock 10
Cold-hearted mentality, those slugs touch, you cease to breath
See it, lookin' at all black, vision trapped in reality
Alternative with scenery, the blood is thin, he close deceased
Severed parts, and ligaments, and feed your bones to fucking pigs
Rest in piss, that brother lynch, I'm sick mate, season of the sick
I spit shit like TEC-9's, that bullet hits, you will decline
Find your purpose for what it's worth, on god shit but we down to Earth
Smokin' herb, I meditate, lost soul, searchin' for faith
I'm blind dead by hatred, but envy this bullet
Ridin' with the strap, fading niggas with this full clip
Seekin' life right after death, and more to soul, DG the set
We the fuckin threat, so y'all better prepare
Gather arms, katana blades, it's warfare, nigga
[Slim Law:]
Katana blade to your fucking jaw
Ride around, disrespect the law
Middle finger in the air, screaming out "mane, fuck em all!"
Ride around with the windows low
Blowin' the smoke up out of my nose
Plottin' murders in my head
Lvnce, what's up with your fucking head?
Slim low, in the back, with the 12 gauge
That red dot, and I start to spray
Them AK's don't fucking play
Hollow tips in that getaway
My eyes low, but I feel no pain
So fuck what you mean
I'm a cold-hearted nigga, so don't fuck with my team, GODS
There's a god in you
