Cold Heart

Clyde

They tryna bring me down but I'm stuck in my zone I just stay puffing the loud Put me right back in my zone Free all my niggas on trial Can't wait to gettem back home Trust me I gotta stay high Don't like wen my frequency low I'll be gone for the summer Catch me grindin on the road Lost my family to a sucka Reason why my hearts cold Devil calling on my line I ain't picking up the phone Devil calling on my line I just left him on hold I jus touched down on the pavement Trust me I never Been flagrant Man the struggle turned me to a beast Man the struggle turned me to the greatest Showed me how to break through complications Wen they see me these niggas b hating Devil calling on my line tryna put me in a bind I'm just tryna hit the road I ain't tryna be exposed I ain't tryna hear no Full balloon I'm bout to blow If u know then you know High like a wheelie so bitch here we go Blow for blow They tryna bring me down So I go toe for toe Nigga that's any round Too many niggas I lost to the streets My heart so cold it might need a mink No dui but it drive me to drink Niggas is dying quicker than a blink It drive me crazy all I do is think That's why Im killin these bars Cause this shit it bandage my scars These niggas can't handle the god I'm tryna get big as the sky I'm tryna chill up with the stars They like yo that boy is so fly Like owners I'm buying the stores Tol em I came from the bottom They tryna pull up the floors I wear that heavy krown That shit is gold like awards They tryna bring me down but I'm stuck in my zone I just stay puffing the loud Put me right back in my zone Free all my niggas on trial Can't wait to gettem back home Trust me I gotta stay high Don't like wen my frequency low I'll be gone for the summer Catch me grindin on the road Lost my family to a sucka Reason why my hearts cold Devil calling on my line I ain't picking up the phone Devil calling on my line I just left him on hold Too many years I been down the same road Shit you know how them days go Just tryna run up that pay roll So all my family is paid for Take on that stress I can take more Long as I'm breathing an able People be looking at me like I hope u recognize the gift that god gave u I do so I ride in the night time I'm tryna stay in my right mind Pen jottin down all the right lines Verses more potent than white lines I love to work on my penmanship Seem now a days none these niggas can handle it Run with the drum like nick cannon U here for the clout you don't know what band you in Focused on the bigger picture Now I'm seeing things that i ain't never seen All nigga do is dream Turning all this shit into reality Tell me can u picture me Rolling like pac Bumping makavali hand on the glock The hustle don't stop The haters gone watch I came through the pain I came through the block You can like it or not I came with a little dough and the goal was a lot Now that time on my clock I been cookin up watch the shake of the pot Man my shit is too hot I don't come w subliminals this is all that I got Man this shit is on lock They tryna bring me down but I'm stuck in my zone I just stay puffing the loud Put me right back in my zone Free all my niggas on trial Can't wait to gettem back home Trust me I gotta stay high Don't like wen my frequency low I'll be gone for the summer Catch me grindin on the road Lost my family to a sucka Reason why my hearts cold Devil calling on my line I ain't picking up the phone Devil calling on my line I just left him on hold

Written by: Anthony MarshallLyrics © O/B/O DistroKidLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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