Heart Cold Video (MV)

(Yea)
(Yea, Bitch)
So used to these hoes
So when I came to you, my heart cold
Yea, and I been geeked off that dope
Nigga he play, we wipe his nose (Yea)
And this the life I chose
Can't f*ck wit' no hoe
Nigga that ain't yo' pole
Li nigga that ain't yo' hoe
Know a nigga who took yo bitch (Yea)
All these drugs I'm sick, damn
Yea why the f*ck they all on my dick?
I'm tryn' get rich, damn
And that bitch did me so slime
I-Ion miss shit (Yea)
On that nic too bad
Yea I think I gotta quit
All these drugs up In my stomach
It feel like I gotta spit
Yea and I'm a young ass nigga, I ain't tryna worry about no f*cking rent
Yea and these niggas brain don't even work, It's like they be off fent (Yea)
And I can't wait til' I'm rich lil nigga I swear to God I'm buying hits
If that nigga speak on me put a bag on his head he ain't talm bout shit (Yea)
Get that nigga gone, yea for the right price tag
And this shit so crazy I ain't even really did shit, yea and they still mad (Yea)
Yea wtf, why they so mad? (Yea)
I don't trust, cause my ex f*cked up my past
And that bitch f*cked up my trust (Yea)
This shit lust not love (Yea)
This shit love, not lust
Yea sometimes I need some love
And I swear to God, we so close I can feel you by yo' touch
And on my momma, that shit crazy, yea I can feel u by yo' touch
I can feel everything by yo' touch
Yea and I think that I'm f*cked up
And my bae know Ion really trust
I-I'm off xans
Eat em up
Yea myself I beat him up
Nigga you want that feat or what?
And I done watched good hoes turn to sluts
Yea If she text, I'll say wassup
Bae she lame, tryna break us up
Yea the reason my heart cold
She the reason my heart cold
Reason my heart cold (Yea)

So used to these hoes
So when I came to you, my heart cold
Yea, and I been geeked off that dope
Nigga he play, we wipe his nose (Yea)
And this the life I chose
Can't f*ck wit' no hoe
Nigga that ain't yo' pole
Li nigga that ain't yo' hoe
Know a nigga who took yo bitch (Yea)
All these drugs I'm sick, damn
Yea why the f*ck they all on my dick?
I'm tryn' get rich, damn
And that bitch did me so slime
I-Ion miss shit (Yea)
On that nic too bad
Yea I think I gotta quit
All these drugs up In my stomach
It feel like I gotta spit
Yea and I'm a young ass nigga, I ain't tryna worry about no f*cking rent
Yea and these niggas brain don't even work, It's like they be off fent (Yea)
And I can't wait til' I'm rich lil nigga I swear to God I'm buying hits
If that nigga speak on me put a bag on his head he ain't talm bout shit (Yea)
Get that nigga gone, yea for the right price tag
And this shit so crazy I ain't even really did shit, yea and they still mad (Yea)
Yea wtf, why they so mad? (Yea)
I don't trust, cause my ex f*cked up my past
And that bitch f*cked up my trust (Yea)
This shit lust not love (Yea)
This shit love, not lust