Cold Hearted II

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Robert Williams, better known by his stage name Meek Mill, is an American hip hop recording artist from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He was briefly signed to Atlanta rapper T.I.'s label Grand Hustle Records and in February 2011 signed to Miami-based rapper Rick Ross' Maybach Music Group. more »


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2018
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Woah, don't you, baby, hey
It won't matter, baby
Don't you know?
Don't you know?
Woah, don't you, baby, hey
It won't matter, baby
Don't you know?
Don't you know?

Uh, make it out the hood, they say you Hollywood
How dare you niggas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and treat these niggas like I'm Robin Hood
When it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stood
And I was lookin' at you niggas, all the ones I fed
Had me grindin' all them nights you was going to bed
And if I think I owe you something, nigga gon' ahead
Treat you like I never knew you, put it on your head
And I got Papi on my line like, 'When you comin' home?'
My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin' wrong
Bodies droppin' in my city all summer long
Out on bail but I still gotta keep somethin' on
'Cause I can't let 'em take my life, you might get left you make that right
When he got left it wasn't right, but he was tryna live that life
I call up Coon to book that jet, we like three deep, we take that flight
Used to land in California to play that studio all night, we stayin' down
For the love of them millions, ain't layin' down
Left you in the hood, what you sayin' now?
And niggas wanted the smoke, you said, "Stand down," uh
Cold heart, never get cold feet when the pressure come
It was beef, I had to tell niggas, "You better come"
Sister said they gettin' over, it's like you lettin' them
Some shit I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin' in, checkin' out, I just had to check you out
2012, it was 50 niggas when I'm steppin' out
Forgot the time you asked me for a check and I ain't lived it out
I ain't even know you was upset, this what this shit about?
A green piece of paper can turn you to a hater
When you can't bring up one time you returned me for a favor
So I play these niggas real close, talkin' closer than my neighbors
'Cause I know the signs when niggas switch sides, catch them vapors

Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550

See, I look at it like this
What I'm supposed to spend a thousand nights in the studio rappin' my lights out?
Goin' city to city, can't take my son to school when I want to
Can't see my mama, my family when I want to
Then give a nigga my money, then act like he hangin' with me
I ain't ever been sweet
Far as I can remember, every time I went to jail I had to stand up in that bitch by myself
I ain't never even think about a nigga callin' my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the movies
Go play basketball while I'm doin' this time in the cell
Actin' like I owe you somethin' huh
Shit, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest friends turn their back on me 
About that attention needing
Or a green piece of paper with a slave master on the front of that shit
I used to hear niggas, niggas that I was feedin', I heard 'em whisperin', "Meek Mill finished"
I was like, "And damn, I was feedin' you, bro"
All I did was keep grindin'
Through the storm, nigga, I'm like Derrick Rose on a 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga
For the love of the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confused
I got real friends and family that'll never turn their back on me for the love of the money
I got a homie that's doin' life, he can't offer me no money
He can't offer me nothin' but a friendship and a relationship
I talk to him seven days a week
So don't come to me talkin' 'bout no money shit, nigga
So if you feel some type of way about my money, 
We goin' to the furthest extent to protect that plate that goes under my son on the table, nigga
One love to all my family and friends that stayed down through all the madness
While I had to sacrifice and put it all on the line
One time for my mom and sister that never changed on me, even before I had money
Ride or die, no matter what
Dreamchasers for life, you dig?
Uh, I told niggas stop askin' me where niggas at
If you don't see 'em in the pictures with me, that mean they faded away
I got my niggas out dissin' myself, fun, we love each other, it's all love but everybody can't make it
Niggas wanna burn a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huh? Where they do that at?

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Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams

Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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