Cold Heart

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The Kele language, or Lokele, is a Bantu language spoken in the Democratic Republic of the Congo by the Kele people. Foma (Lifoma) is a dialect. more »

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I live for my family, swear I feel that give my life a meaning
And can't judge no niggas
Know I took some losses from fighting demons
And don't tell me you love me
And know that my image the only reason
If I told you I love you, I love you
And Ima forever mean it
Swear this world so cold
I keep my siblings close to me
Swear this world so cold
I stand on 10, ain't no hoe in me
It's some nights I wish I had that pole on me
Swear I gave you my trust, watched you fold on me
I say f*ck 'em and leave, that's the older me
Put my trust in these funds, that's the go in me
I can't change for the money, the code in me
Turned my pain into pressure, the colder me
I forever love the ones looked over me
And my fallen angels gone look over me
I've never been a flexing nigga
Wrapped ones in my hundreds, never let a nigga count my pockets
You ain't even tryna text a nigga
No fun, shorty tripping cause she listened to me say I'm toxic
My route had turned into the harder way
She chose to fold so we had parted ways
I told my brother Ima call away
My mama know that we had harder days
Coldhearted
I don't really see it changing, through the money and the fame
Coldhearted
Broken love real dangerous, through the money and the fame
Coldhearted
I don't really see it changing, through the money and the fame
Coldhearted
I don't ever see it changing, broken love real dangerous
I stay to myself, I don't do pretending
And good come to those that have good intentions
And I'd give my last to see niggas winning
and I hope 'for I die the world see I'm different
Can't wait 'til the bread put a roley on me
Protected for life like a Trojan on me
The nights in my head seem so cold and lonely
Forgive every nigga that folded on me
Can't wait 'til the bread put a roley on me
Protected for life like a Trojan on me
The nights in my head seem so cold and lonely
Forgive every nigga that folded on me
All weight on my shoulders, I'm built for pressure
On go 'til I'm ghost riding tented Teslas
I touched in her soul, hope she finding better
My niggas on go, know it's war forever
Last time I seen Papa was on a stretcher
He told me he love me, the shit was special
Cold hearts and no love only go together
Blue hearts on my sleeve like the coldest weather
Coldhearted
I don't really see it changing, through the money and the fame
Coldhearted
Broken love real dangerous, through the money and the fame
Coldhearted
I don't really see it changing, through the money and the fame
Coldhearted
I don't ever see it changing, broken love real dangerous

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