Coldhearted - YFN Trae Pound

Evil G You keep it real wit me, I keep it real wit you A nigga fuck wit me huh, he gotta fuck wit you Nigga hate but that paper gon keep on Coming, straight to the top we gon keep on climbing Ima show ya how to pop we gon keep on shining Nigga get popped tryna keep on stunting Ima show ya how to stunt we gon keep on counting Show ya how to pop yeen seen this amount Look pull up in the drop with the roof gone Man we been fucked up for too long Show ya how to pop yeen seen this amount More than five hundred cash laying in the house Got more than a mill sittin' in that account And everything in the account never come out yeah We struggled we made it we hustled all night till the day hit We use to take shit even back then we'll go spray shit We ain't never trip about who they hit We ain't ever we ain't ever trip we beat them cases Yeen ever yeen ever pulled up in the basement Told ma we got them things in the basement Told my man that cool if they ever move I replace it Told my main dude we gon make it If we ever lose we gon' ace it Whole lot of dudes from the crew who didn't make it I don't really know what Ima do but whatever we do we gotta face it Whole lotta tool for my safety, know I'm dippin' through in the latest Know I drip the jewels know I'm cool as a glacier Know a nigga put you on the news for the paper You keep it real wit me, I keep it real wit you A nigga fuck wit me huh, he gotta fuck wit you Nigga hate but that paper gon keep on Coming, straight to the top we gon keep on climbing Ima show ya how to pop we gon keep on shining Nigga get popped tryna keep on stunting Look Ima show ya how to stunt we gon keep on counting Show ya how to pop yeen seen this amount Look pull up in the drop with the roof gone Man we been fucked up for too long Show ya how to pop yeen seen this amount More than five hundred cash laying in the house Got more than a mill sittin' in that count And everything in the count never come out yeah Tell ya why these niggas can't figure it out Too much money ain't enough need a bigger amount I was just wit ya son when my nigga was out I remember thuggin' we was ten deep in the house Nowhere to sleep in the house Dreaming bout it, now the shit right in front ya eyes My only aim is to inspire I want none but the best for everyone and my guy Room full of bitches we gon fuck 'em one at a time Homie change on me it hurt me inside but If you think I lost sleep nigga that's a lie Gotta keep a thirty and a forty every time I slide And if you think it's sweet nigga better think twice And if you talkin' beef nigga we gon eat twice Nigga play wit me he gon need christ VVS1's you don't need no lights We can go bar for bar nigga I'm nice You keep it real wit me, I keep it real wit you A nigga fuck wit me huh, he gotta fuck wit you Nigga hate but that paper gon keep on Coming, straight to the top we gon keep on climbing Ima show ya how to pop we gon keep on shining Nigga get popped tryna keep on stunting Ima show ya how to stunt we gon keep on counting Show ya how to pop yeen seen this amount Look pull up in the drop with the roof gone Man we been fucked up for too long Show ya how to pop yeen seen this amount More than five hundred cash laying in the house Got more than a mill sittin' in that count And everything in the count never come out yeah