Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted ll

Woah, you, baby, hey
It won't matter,
you know?
Don't you
Woah, you, baby, hey
It matter, baby
Don't you
Don't you

Uh, make it out the hood, they say you
How dare you niggas tell me I got it good
check and treat these niggas like I'm Robin Hood
When it was time to up for me, see, nobody stood
And I was lookin' at you niggas, all the I fed
Had me grindin' all nights you was going to bed
And if I I owe you something, nigga gon' ahead
Treat you like I knew you, put it on your head
And I got Papi on my like, 'When you comin' home?'
My mama see it in my face, she know somethin' wrong
Bodies droppin' in my city all long
Out on but I still gotta keep somethin' on
I can't let 'em take my life,
you might get left you that right
When he got it wasn't right, but he was tryna live that life
I call up Coon to that jet,
we three deep, we take that flight
to land in California to play
that studio all night, we stayin'
For the love of them millions, layin' down
you in the hood, what you sayin' now?
And wanted the smoke, you said, "Stand down," uh
heart, never get cold feet when the pressure come
It was beef, I had to tell niggas, "You come"
Sister they gettin' over, it's like you lettin' them
Some I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin' in, checkin' out, I just had to you out
2012, it was 50 when I'm steppin' out
Forgot the time you asked me for a check and I lived it out
I ain't even you was upset, this what this shit about?
A green piece of can turn you to a hater
When you can't up one time you returned me for a favor
So I play these niggas close, talkin' closer than my neighbors
'Cause I know the signs when niggas switch sides, them vapors

to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind me
And when I the 6 you wanted the 550
to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind me
And when I copped the 6 you the 550

See, I at it like this
What I'm supposed to a thousand
in the studio rappin' my lights out?
Goin' to city,
can't take my son to school when I to,
can't see my mama, my when I want to
They give a my money, they act like he hangin' with me
I ain't ever sweet
Far as I can remember,
every time I went to I had to stand up in that bitch by myself
I never even think about a nigga callin' my
baby mama to pick my son up to him to the movies
Go play basketball while I'm doin' time in the cell
like I owe you somethin'
See, it my heart to see some of my closest
friends turn their back on me that attention needle
Or a piece of paper with a
slave master on the of that shit
I to hear niggas,
that I was feedin',
I 'em whisperin', "Meek Mill finished"
I was like, "And damn, I was you, bro"
All I did was grindin'
the storm, nigga,
I'm like Rose on a 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga
For the of the millions,
royalty over loyalty, never get it
I got real and family that'll never
their back on me for the love of the money
I got a homie that's doin' life—he can't me no money, h
e can't me nothin' but a friendship and a relationship
I talk to him seven days a
So don't to me talkin' 'bout no money shit, nigga
So if you feel type of way about my money,
we goin' to the furthest extent to that
plate that goes under my son on the table,
One love to all my family and
stayed down through all the madness
While I had to sacrifice and put it all on the
One for my mom and sister that
changed on me, even before I had money
Ride or die, no what
for life, you dig?
Uh, I niggas stop askin' me where niggas at
If you see 'em in the
pictures with me, that they faded away
I got my niggas out myself, fun,
we love each other, it's all but everybody can't make it
Niggas wanna a bridge and expect you
to a yacht, huh? Where they do that at?