Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted

Yeah,
I had a role model
I was loading gold hollows in my little
A little shorty, heart than December in the morning
And I think it was December they ? me
is jealous
Fuck can they us
them dreams they try sell us
Probably why I'm
To the fraud niggas, I lost when I got paper
It's like more money I they got faker
And it's crazy when your best friend turn your top hater
Wanna roll up and smoke you top paper
Damn, what a feeling when you and you're homie and
You know he got thoughts of robbing and killing you
Momma said don't ever, ever let them you
Instead wait for them haters because riddle you
Last was like a bad year
Even I touched more paper than a cashier
Small sucker, I ain't never really squares
They say it levels to this shit, you downstairs
Different floors for bosses
tours on different jets, my niggas saw
Different with different bitches and different whores
I look in the mirror, Meek Milly that shit cold
Look at your arm, out your neck, look at your charm
And to my niggas started off with cooking raw
When it was hard the told me to get the ball
I step for the three, watch it go swish and fall
And that was A1, they thinking how we get far?
We was just by three and they thought we took a loss
They deem me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
to pick me off like ? but I'm Randy Moss
And I ran it all for the touchdown, now?
Go ? all bust down, clowns

My getting cold
Then the getting colder
said I would't make it no way
I think my getting colder, my heart getting cold
Told I would make it one day
Young lord

Dedicated, de-terminated and
When Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking I'm
When I be in the jungle the Devil be
Slugs by me I hear them, they whistling, that was a close call
up nigga so I won't fall
My teacher told me I would go far
him last week, he was my chauffeur
I was like told
Mommy was a booster, daddy was a
So they couldn't blame me when I and copped a Ruger
Looking at my homies, see the ghost of Krueger
Cause if he you sleeping he's going I got your medulla
? I'm a and my son don't see a lot of
If I don't get he'll end up with a chopper
In a field out in do you feel me?
Told my momma I won't let haters kill me
Getting even though ?
And I won't ever let bitches see the real me, do you feel me?
Times like the Rollie did
Now I'm killing these the way that Kobe did

Ayo
It fucked up when your own family start calling you up
Shit, the root of all evil
Family start telling you "you acting nigga"
You're right I'm acting different
With all motherfucking money
But when it comes from your brother, your sister, your mother, your father
That shit hurts you to the man
When they start acting like something that you never motherfucking seen you done grew up motherfucker
They gave to you, know what I'm saying?
You got raised, you done in the park with them
money thing, this shit will fuck you up man
You got to watch you ask for
You you want this son?
You you want this money?
You sure you want fame?
You sure you this power?
Shit your own mama talking to you like you ain't shit
Yeah everybody it, everybody need it, money motherfuckers
Get money don't but I ain't mad at them
Shit, but shit even got feelings you know?
mama, dear papa, family, we're all we got
Don't let this bring us down
Shit, everybody eats B, everybody eats, everybody eats go

Uh,
And we started off as kids, touching our ribs
And them streets all night like we have nowhere to live
I remember somedays we ain't have but live
Thirty thousand was the tab and you have nothing to give
I ain't trip, I trip, I pour bottles, I ain't sip
I let niggas shine bright, you still act like I shit?
Let you have little hoes, they was all on my dick
And you wanted to fuck me nigga, I ain't hit
Twenty chains, eight watches, fit on my wrist
When I speak about them I never said it's my shit
I said it's ours and when you're ready we're gonna ball nigga
Kobe Bryant, Meta Peace and Gasol nigga
But i know just what I saw
It was envious, you looked sideways and I it
The reason that my heart's now on some December shit
You to give thanks for giving on some November shit
Talking the twenty-fifth, matter of fact the twenty-sixth
it's the twenty-eighth, fuck it though my money's straight
And as long Pop is probably
Imma be on airplane mode flier than a
I've seen it, seen it
in your eyes, I swear that look was deceiving
And I was surprised man I ain't to believe it
You said you would ride but I know you ain't mean it
But yeah I've seen it

My heart cold
Then the getting colder
They said I make it no way
I think my heart colder, my heart getting cold
Told them I would it one day
lord knows