kold hearted

Lyrics

smokin' all this heavy, tryin' to kill this migraine, behind limo tints, really trippin' how this life change, pushin' foreign engines, that used to be the bike lane, fades durin' tha day, we shoot it out when them lights fade, kold hearted stingy, i'm far from what my momma raised, wonder how she'll feel if she saw me loading up these kz, we caught them cases beat 'em til niggas finally cracked the safe on the line, wit stone we, pullin' up, back 2 back in wrafes we let a ticket go, don't trip, we get it back today, lil wooodie hit my line, he got a cheesehead, send a pack his way, i pray for my niggas in them cells, day after day and them bm on they own wit them kids, tryna pave a way, smokin' all this heavy, tryin' to kill this migraine, behind limo tints, really trippin' how this life change, pushin' foreign engines, that used to be the bike lane, fades durin' tha day, we shoot it out when them lights fade, kold hearted stingy, far from what my momma raised, wonder how'd she'll feel if she knew i had them tapping blades, takin trips cross state lines, make her push a pack a day, even in a drought i got a plug, bet i'll have my way strategic young nigga, used to be tha class clown, first to get tha foreign bust tha rolley, got a bag now they watchin' while he turn up, it pay to be the ass now, but turn tha other cheek when they see tha screen, another man down, smokin' all this heavy, tryin' to kill this migraine, behind limo tints, really trippin' how this life change, pushin' foreign engines, that used to be the bike lane, fades durin' tha day, we shoot it out when them lights fade, kold hearted stingy, far from what my momma raised, wonder how she'll feel seeing me stuck in my daddy's ways, pistol on tha dresser, bag ah dub when tha razor tap tha plate, tha pak wasn't right, we hit tha road and took it back his way, loaded off tha yack, bumpin' nip, dreams of v12s, remember all them prayers for the days that we prevail, remember every story from my pops feel like he seen hell, and all these broken hearts on tha b just know i mean well, smokin' all this heavy, tryin' to kill this migraine, behind limo tints, really trippin' how this life change, pushin' foreign engines, that used to be the bike lane, fades durin' tha day, we shoot it out when them lights fade,