Cold Hearted - Jay Fizzle

Three niggas with me you know that it’s steppin'

You can’t come around if you don’t have a whip

Don’t sport that half strap cause we convicted felon

I cut off dogs cause I heard that he tellin'

I keep my mama gangster she in the pen chillin'

I make some mistakes but I ain’t learn my lesson

Don’t fuck with new niggas I hate in my city

Bitches been grape but I ain’t talkin' jelly

Yeah, I got some niggas that gone slide by me

Brought up in the street so I might die in the streets

Step your ass in fire and you might fry when it’s beef

Got some real niggas that’s gone fire bout me

Death round the corner I don’t fear em

Niggas keep talkin' I don’t hear em

My only little girl 7 years

Her mama won’t let me see her

Was so cool at the school out

Kick a bitch and she blew out

Hurt the bitch feelings we fell out

Remember the park at the shootout

We had to cuss the whole crew out

That made your new nigga move out

Everywhere I show up I step on em

Racks on their head put a check on em

Cut my dog off he my ex homie

For I need a nigga I stay long

I don’t want a nigga that’s fuck on me

I’m raised in the streets I got no mama

The only one there was my grandmama

I give her the work that’s what I’m known for

Three niggas with me you know that it’s steppin'

You can’t come around if you don’t have a whip

Don’t sport that half strap cause we convicted felon

I cut off dogs cause I heard that he tellin'

My mama gangster she in the pen chillin'

I make some mistakes but I ain’t learn my lesson

Don’t fuck with new niggas I hate in my city

Bitches been grape but I ain’t talkin' jelly

Yeah, I got some niggas that gone slide by me

Brought up in the street so I might die in the streets

Step your ass in fire and you might fry when it’s beef

Got some real niggas that’s gone fire bout me

I know they hate on my come up

Fuck em go tell a nigga run up

Trap all night till the sun up

Tryna get rich so I can take home my mama

Whole lotta hoes tryna nut on em

Got cut real niggas I die for em

Use to be broke I ain’t had nothin'

Jump off the porch I was too young

Just had a newborn matter fact two of em

If it ain’t paper then I ain’t about it

Collect all the bread let you have the breadcrumbs

Remember four deep we slept on a twin bunk

Remember the date when we use to skip lunch

That was my nigga we go buy some air 1s

All the fightin' and never a fair one

Remember the Christmas and we prayin' for everyone

Three niggas with me you know that it’s steppin'

You can’t come around if you don’t have a whip

Don’t sport that half strap cause we convicted felon

I cut off dogs cause I heard that he tellin'

My mama gangster she in the pen chillin'

I make some mistakes but I ain’t learn my lesson

Don’t fuck with new niggas I hate in my city

Bitches been grape but I ain’t talkin' jelly

Yeah, I got some niggas that gone slide by me

Brought up in the street so I might die in the streets

Step your ass in fire and you might fry when it’s beef

Got some real niggas that’s gone fire bout me

You know you ain’t never know who really love you till your dead

That’s why I don’t fuck with these niggas

Fear me

I keep three niggas with me and three niggas on it

Been with me from day one

Straight like dis

No new niggas

Gang shit no lame shit nigga

Paper route business

Big Grape

Three niggas with me you know that it’s steppin'

You can’t come around if you don’t have a whip

Don’t sport that half strap cause we convicted felon

I cut off dogs cause I heard that he tellin'

My mama gangster she in the pen chillin'

I make some mistakes but I ain’t learn my lesson

Don’t fuck with new niggas I hate in my city

Bitches been grape but I ain’t talkin' jelly

Yeah, I got some niggas that gone slide by me

Brought up in the street so I might die in the streets

Step your ass in fire and you might fry when it’s beef

Got some real niggas that’s gone fire bout me