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Cold Heart Video (MV)




Performed By: B.Rozay
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Bryant Clayton




B.Rozay - Cold Heart Lyrics
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Imma beast apex on another level
Can't catch up I just took off in a space shuttle
Scared deep so the words coming out the speakers
Hit your soul and take your body like jeepers creepers
Theres no limit you on 100 we on infinity
I don't got time for the fake love and the energy
You cant call me bro if you ain't never starve with me
Ain't never sling that blick for me
Ain't never hit no licks with me
If we fam we gone ball together get it out the mud
If we fall we gone fall together like we all one
Cash out hit the mall together blow a bag for fun
Speak it to existence i know one day yeah my time will come
Every time Nee act out I blow her back out
I just tell her toot that thing up and then I spazz out
Free my niggas in that dog hole thats that dog pound
Gretna be the stomping Ground
You know imma hold it down
Whats the feeling as I'm venting tell me how you feeling
Stack the money to the roof I need it on the ceiling
When you see me in the coupe just know I got it with me
Grandma ask me why I got it but I just can't let them get me
She say boy you prayed up you gotta keep your head up
I know that I'm prayed up I gotta get my bread up
Do you really want it my niggas slimy my niggas grimy
We staying focused we steady grinding its all about timing
Got hit on a hit and you claim you a savage
Streets left me scared and thats permanent damage
We got the hammers they thinking we lacking
When I pull up man I'm dripping in fashion
Speak on my name at that come with the problems
How you gonna measure a goon to a goblin
Niggas relate when they see how I'm rocking
Need me a m so you know that we plotting
That money on the way for real dog
Be with some gorillas and they bucking in the field dog
Put them hammers down man its time to build dog
These niggas junkies popping pills and going drill
I am an animal
Im smoking texaco
Claim you a plug what is you taxing for
We got the heat for the streets we gone let it go
I keep the heat on the feet gotta let it show
Shawty so loyal she belong on a pedestal
They sleeping on me with they eyes close
They can't see me like a blind fold
Man the streets left a nigga heart cold
Streets left a nigga heart cold
Streets left a nigga heart cold
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Imma beast apex on another level
Can't catch up I just took off in a space shuttle
Scared deep so the words coming out the speakers
Hit your soul and take your body like jeepers creepers
Theres no limit you on 100 we on infinity
I don't got time for the fake love and the energy
You cant call me bro if you ain't never starve with me
Ain't never sling that blick for me
Ain't never hit no licks with me
If we fam we gone ball together get it out the mud
If we fall we gone fall together like we all one
Cash out hit the mall together blow a bag for fun
Speak it to existence i know one day yeah my time will come
Every time Nee act out I blow her back out
I just tell her toot that thing up and then I spazz out
Free my niggas in that dog hole thats that dog pound
Gretna be the stomping Ground
You know imma hold it down
Whats the feeling as I'm venting tell me how you feeling
Stack the money to the roof I need it on the ceiling
When you see me in the coupe just know I got it with me
Grandma ask me why I got it but I just can't let them get me
She say boy you prayed up you gotta keep your head up
I know that I'm prayed up I gotta get my bread up
Do you really want it my niggas slimy my niggas grimy
We staying focused we steady grinding its all about timing
Got hit on a hit and you claim you a savage
Streets left me scared and thats permanent damage
We got the hammers they thinking we lacking
When I pull up man I'm dripping in fashion
Speak on my name at that come with the problems
How you gonna measure a goon to a goblin
Niggas relate when they see how I'm rocking
Need me a m so you know that we plotting
That money on the way for real dog
Be with some gorillas and they bucking in the field dog
Put them hammers down man its time to build dog
These niggas junkies popping pills and going drill
I am an animal
Im smoking texaco
Claim you a plug what is you taxing for
We got the heat for the streets we gone let it go
I keep the heat on the feet gotta let it show
Shawty so loyal she belong on a pedestal
They sleeping on me with they eyes close
They can't see me like a blind fold
Man the streets left a nigga heart cold
Streets left a nigga heart cold
Streets left a nigga heart cold
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Writer: Bryant Clayton
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