Heart So Cold

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Break down some Runtz
fill up a blunt
A Nigga got to smoke one now
Sometimes I lay in my bed
Thoughts in my head
I wish I seen my granny smile

Thinking about my past now that's shit that I can think about
Speaking to the mic won't speak out loud because they run they mouth
We missing Dominic can't even lie it's been some rainy clouds
Choppa spitting Portuguese can't understand but that bitch banging loud

Heart so cold
I swear to god my heart so cold
Cuz it some shit that y'all don't know
Im a take it to the grave
With middle fingers to that hoe
Free little Frankie out the cage

We really miss his ass at home
Talked to my nigga on the phone
Say he miss he lady crazy
He Can't wait to hold her close
If I can't get my rocket in then I don't want to do no shows
Only want blue Benjamin because I bet that they won't fold

Pockets on swole
I only want my pockets on swole
Remember times when we was broke
Always had a house and clothes
But it's still shit that y'all don't know
Rats keep running through the kitchen
We had roaches on the floor

Cops at the door all the say is hit the floor
Imma go to Latrobe and buy that house when I get grown
Then shoot to Laramie buy my block and make it home
Let's shock the world and make it blow
Glock 19 tucked in my coat

Thinking bout my past now das sum shit that I can think about
Speaking to the mic wont speak out loud because they run they mouth
We missing Dominic can't even lie it's been some rainy clouds
Choppa spitting Portuguese can't understand but that bitch banging loud

Heart so cold
I swear to god my heart so cold

Cuz it some shit that y'all don't know
Im a take it to the grave
With middle fingers to that hoe
Free little Frankie out the cage
We really miss his ass at home

Nowhere to go because your house don't feel like home
Throw out your clothes because she keep tripping about these hoes
Stack up that paper nigga go run up that dough
Destine for greatness nigga im a sell out shows

Pockets on swole
I only want my pockets on swole
Remember times when we was broke
Always had a house and clothes
But it's still shit that y'all don't know
Rats keep running through the kitchen
We had roaches on the floor
Sleep on the floor
Remember times when it was cold
Real mommas boy
Want her front row at all my shows
My aunties too because they know I love them most
Say it once again let's shock the world and make it blow

Thinking bout my past now thats some shit that I can think about
Speaking to the mic won't speak out loud because they run they mouth
We missing Dominic can't even lie it's been sum rainy clouds
Choppa spitting Portuguese can't understand but bitch banging loud

Heart so cold
I swear to god my heart so cold
Cuz it some shit that y'all don't know
Im a take it to the grave
With middle fingers to that hoe
Free little Frankie out the cage
We really miss his ass at home

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