​heart cold

(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)

I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, don't fuck me

It's safe to say the world getting ugly

And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah

But that's 'cause you put someone else above me

I got bad habits but I want for you to know, yeah

When I talk less, it's easy to let it go

So don't talk to me 'bout pain, and don't talk to me 'bout problems

And please don't call my phone if it's only about a dollar

'Cause when it rain, it's gon' rain

And you gon' need me way before I need you, I ain't piss poor, yeah

If you talk less just know that you could get more, yeah

Summertime, wе got it popping like it's Crisco

Was way too deep in [?], was fresh as hell tryna gеt hoes

When old girl say she love me now, I wonder where that bitch go

If you ask less, just know that you could get more

I know that the devil got a side, but it ain't mine

I'ma look you dead inside your eyes, tell the truth, know I ain't lying

I told bro to flip the whip, make sure they can't slide

He done died once, he a cat, now he got eight lives

On the other hand, I'm a G, bitch, I got one until it's done

And my homie was too gangster, he ain't died to no gun

My other homie was too gangster, but he died in the slums

Life fucked up, it's like you flip a coin and hope you luck up

In the streets, the devil play, now don't get sucked up

My daddy always told me don't you trust none

Got a TEC now I'm invested in my trust funds

Bitch, don't talk to me 'bout how you love me

You just love it when you fuck me

You don't know it hurt me 'cause I love it when you touch me

And my heart keep getting tossed around like rugby

I'm so hurt, I'm 'boutta kill a nigga if he mug me

Me and you, we ain't too different, bitch, just listen

Got a good head on my shoulders, but my heart was missing

I guess it's my fault that you don't love me, don't fuck me

It's safe to say the world getting ugly

And I could say that my heart cold, my heart cold, yeah

But that's 'cause you put someone else above me

I got bad habits but I want for you to know, yeah

When I talk less, it's easy to let it go

So don't talk to me 'bout pain, and don't talk to me 'bout problems

And please don't call my phone if it's only about a dollar

'Cause when it rain, it's gon' rain

And you gon' need me way before I need you, I ain't piss poor, yeah

If you talk less just know that you could get more, yeah

Summertime, we got it popping like it's Crisco

Was way too deep in [?] was fresh as hell tryna get hoes

When old girl say she love me now, I wonder where that bitch go

If you ask less, just know that you could get more