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Cold Heart
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Christopher Thomas
Christopher Thomas
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Yea As a gangsta as a thug no family no friends Some niggas call you a drilla Thats just you living witta cold heart Trynna make yourself a new start Niggas trynna fuck witt you So you gotta make sure what you gotta do Is for the best things that you do Close ya eyes and picture me as a drilla Cold hearted tucked the 40 stay witt em Pray the lord forgive em Can you read the printed post on the statement Cause afterall these niggas said they done made it Loose it so they cant make it After all this time I'm sippin on that drank Witt a open bag of weed Clear me out mentally Death at my door took my brother stead ah me So watch me burn this bitch down till I cant see Should'a took little me Said whats the cause of building me up with flaws To make me just shut it down Like I ain't worth it at all Got family that love to crawl My friends don't like to call So I got up on my bands told the world I want it all And you can call me greedy If it brings you pleasure But Ill be sure when you gone to never love you better Never write a letter knowing I can send a text Ill never go without it Cause niggas love making threats and I love to handle all that I gotta dream like martin king that I never seen Watch me turn this shit around and build it till I'm 6 feet Gotta live that life when you ain't eating right Told my mama plenty times from the cell I'm trynna get right don't wanna hurt nobody That's just the way it gotta go Getting rich is not an option but I think ill keep my soul And you'll never see me stopping Mobbing through the sleet and snow Anybody press me now with no question You gotta go to understand you gotta close ya eyes Close ya eyes and picture me as a drilla Cold hearted tucked the 40 stay witt em Pray the lord forgive em Can you read the printed post on the statement Cause afterall these niggas said they done made it Loose it so they can make it After all this time Im sippin on that drank Witt a open bag of weed Clear me out mentally Death at my door took my brother stead ah me So watch me burn this bitch down till I cant see Should'a took little me Cloudy days coming I'm worried about the fall Paranoid lil nigga witt flaws but on they belly they crawl To all the innocent homies that took the fall Gotta keep one thing in mind that ya chapter ain't closed at all And what I'm reading nightly shootouts To gangstas that's taking bodies To children that's using shotties 4 deep as they hit them robberies Its sad when you know them bodies That's taking bodies to leave em in lobbies Taking off hoping the cops don't stop me We love em know that's kinfolk We watch it rise inside calling out to family ties Witt soldiers that's down to ride until do time Make sure we grind we never stop Keep me pushing on that with that grinding metal Don't stop knowing that these tears drop You caring I bet you not So turn me to a nigga worried bout putting my cash in knots And Ill keep my mind focused regardless on if you not Dodging bullets getting money That's something that life about what we bout Close ya eyes and picture me as a drilla Cold hearted tucked the 40 stay witt em Pray the lord forgive em Can you read the printed post on the statement Cause afterall these niggas said they done made it Loose it so they can make it After all this time Im sippin on that drank Witt a open bag of weed Clear me out mentally Death at my door took my brother stead ah me So watch me burn this bitch down till I cant see
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