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Heart Turn Cold

๐Ÿ‘ค Ridla โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Heart Turn Cold โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:59
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I seen my heart turn cold)
And these streets got full with smoke
Mummy done warned me about these foes
And then I witness my dargie fold
It can never be me that you target bro
Get back quick, come around on volts
Flip packs, my business, them man are some bitches
Why you niggas love talk like hoes?

I'm in the ride lickin' shots and I'm cutting through Beau
Yo, wait, akh, who's that there by Tesco? (What's that)
Hop out the ride with a ching-chao
I'm a top striker, I cheff like Chenko (R4DIANT made this one)
I don't know why these yutes on the field
If I was their coach, woulda put 'em on the bench, bro (Bench that)

Smokin' on Blue, Bluey, Botty (Cali)
And I got them packs from Tenco
Anytime that I step in a ride with Fury
It ain't nuttin' but adrenaline (Adrenaline)
When it get dark outside, I'm on anything

G-check that for rockin' Nike with melanin (Ay, who's that?)
They celibate, they ain't nuttin' like us (Virgins)
They don't bang their sticks
Hop out the ride with my relative, watch fuck boy just leg it
Pray he don't trip like
Better pray he don't slip up
And everybody in the crowd gettin' lift up (Pow-pow)

Me, I put time in the crime, I'm a sinner (Sinner)
On the front line, all the time, I'm a dipper
You know that we're killers
And out of GB and Smokey, who's quicker? (I don't know)
I don't know but the borough stay bitter
I don't really care for them pricks

My niggas on top, but the paigons are sink
Like yo, waigons are drowning
Bro said that he did, I won't doubt him (Nope)
Back up on the strip, food gets outed
And I don't really give two fucks about cooch or brownings (Brownings)
And these hoes gon' always be around
Long as you're lit, they gon' wanna get down in
Used to diss me, they're phonin' me now
I'm used to this, well-known in my town, like yo (Yo)

I seen my heart turn cold
And these streets got full with smoke
Mummy done warned me about these foes
And then I witness my dargie fold
It can never be me that you target bro (No,no)
Get back quick, come around on volts
Flip packs, my business, them man are some bitches (Bitches)
Why you niggas love talk like hoes?

I seen my heart turn cold
And these streets got full with smoke
Mummy done warned me about these foes
And then I witness my dargie fold
It can never be me that you target bro (No,no)
Get back quick, come around on volts
Flip packs, my business, them man are some bitches (Bitches)
Why you niggas love talk like hoes?

I drenched a man down and I used that Ammonia
Cheffed him, took a bit of flesh, made him bonier (chop-chop)
There ain't no telling, what's next, what a weapon?
Got the heater tucked, I ain't catching pneumonia
But there phobia, I know they lose sleep 'cause of us
Little pricks should of stayed at home all cozier

My knifes six feet in the mud like fuck, yo (Pow-Pow)
I'm with RondoMontana, two sticks in your manner (Two stick)
But they way he use flicks it's a mazza'
Let me talk badder, oh, wait, I got manners (Who?)
We from the east end like the hammers
Or I'm with Drama, he love a lil' drama
He gon' aim for your head like a barber (Bow)

Get back, I ain't waitin' on karma
I'm on volts like a man like charger
I don't trust many with my life or my safety
So I walk with my knife like daily (I have to)
How they talk on the net, it amaze me
When live in the flesh they move shakey
Sticks and stones break more then your bones
Got bricks off both, got green in bulk
Big bro M.I told me, "Focus on dough"
It ain't up for debate, we're the kings of Stow

I seen my heart turn cold
And these streets got full with smoke
Mummy done warned me about these foes
And then I witness my dargie fold
It can never be me that you target bro (No, no)
Get back quick, come around on volts
Flip packs, my business, them man are some bitches (Bitches)
Why you niggas love talk like hoes?

I seen my heart turn cold
And these streets got full with smoke
Mummy done warned me about these foes
And then I witness my dargie fold
It can never be me that you target bro (No,no)
Get back quick, come around on volts
Flip packs, my business, them man are some bitches (Bitches)
Why you niggas love talk like hoes?

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