Lirik Lagu Cold Hearted ll - Meek Mill
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Woah, don't you, baby, heyIt won't matter, babyDon't you know?Don't you know?Woah, don't you, baby, heyIt won't matter, babyDon't you know?Don't you know?
Uh, make it out the hood, they say you HollywoodHow dare you niggas tell me that I got it goodGotta check and treat these niggas like I'm Robin HoodWhen it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stoodAnd I was lookin' at you niggas, all the ones I fedHad me grindin' all them nights when you was going to bedAnd if you think I owe you something, nigga gon' aheadTreat you like I never knew you, put it on your headAnd I got Papi on my line like, 'When you comin' home?'My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin' wrongBodies droppin' in my city all summer longOut 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 rightWhen he got left it wasn't right, but he was tryna live that lifeI call up Coon to book that jet, we like three deep, we take that flightUsed to land in California to play that studio all night, we stayin' downFor the love of them millions, ain't layin' downLeft you in the hood, what you sayin' now?And niggas wanted the smoke, you said, "Stand down," uhCold heart, never get cold feet when the pressure comeIt was beef, I had to tell niggas, "You better come"Sister said they gettin' over, it's like you lettin' themSome shit I had to learn my lesson from, uhCheckin' in, checkin' out, I just had to check you out2012, it was 50 niggas when I'm steppin' outForgot the time you asked me for a check and I ain't lend it outI ain't even know you was upset, that's what this shit about?A green piece of paper can turn you to a haterWhen you can't bring up one time you returned me for a favorSo I pray 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 tittyScream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with meFound out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with meAnd when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550Used to be my dawg, you was in my left tittyScream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with meFound out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with meAnd when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
See, I look at it like thisWhat 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 toThey give a nigga my money, then act like he hangin' with meI ain't never been sweetFar as I can remember, every time I went to jail I had to stand up in that bitch by myselfI ain't never even think about a nigga callin' my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the moviesGo play basketball while I'm doin' this time in the cellActin' like I owe you somethin'See, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest friends turn their back on me about that attention needleOr a green piece of paper with a slave master on the front of that shitI 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, niggaFor the love of the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confusedI got real friends and family that'll never turn their back on me for the love of the moneyI 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 relationshipI talk to him seven days a weekSo don't come to me talkin' 'bout no money shit, niggaSo if you feel some type of way about my money, we goin' to the furthest extent to protect that plate that goes in front of my son on the table, niggaOne love to all my family and friends that stayed down through all the madnessWhile I had to sacrifice and put it all on the lineOne time for my mom and sister that never changed on me, even before I had moneyRide or die, no matter whatDreamchasers for life, you dig?Uh, I told niggas stop askin' me where niggas atIf you don't see 'em in the pictures with me, that mean they faded awayI got niggas I distanced myself from, we love each other, it's all love but everybody can't make itNiggas wanna burn a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huh? Where they do that at?
Uh, make it out the hood, they say you HollywoodHow dare you niggas tell me that I got it goodGotta check and treat these niggas like I'm Robin HoodWhen it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stoodAnd I was lookin' at you niggas, all the ones I fedHad me grindin' all them nights when you was going to bedAnd if you think I owe you something, nigga gon' aheadTreat you like I never knew you, put it on your headAnd I got Papi on my line like, 'When you comin' home?'My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin' wrongBodies droppin' in my city all summer longOut 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 rightWhen he got left it wasn't right, but he was tryna live that lifeI call up Coon to book that jet, we like three deep, we take that flightUsed to land in California to play that studio all night, we stayin' downFor the love of them millions, ain't layin' downLeft you in the hood, what you sayin' now?And niggas wanted the smoke, you said, "Stand down," uhCold heart, never get cold feet when the pressure comeIt was beef, I had to tell niggas, "You better come"Sister said they gettin' over, it's like you lettin' themSome shit I had to learn my lesson from, uhCheckin' in, checkin' out, I just had to check you out2012, it was 50 niggas when I'm steppin' outForgot the time you asked me for a check and I ain't lend it outI ain't even know you was upset, that's what this shit about?A green piece of paper can turn you to a haterWhen you can't bring up one time you returned me for a favorSo I pray 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 tittyScream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with meFound out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with meAnd when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550Used to be my dawg, you was in my left tittyScream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride with meFound out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind with meAnd when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
See, I look at it like thisWhat 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 toThey give a nigga my money, then act like he hangin' with meI ain't never been sweetFar as I can remember, every time I went to jail I had to stand up in that bitch by myselfI ain't never even think about a nigga callin' my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the moviesGo play basketball while I'm doin' this time in the cellActin' like I owe you somethin'See, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest friends turn their back on me about that attention needleOr a green piece of paper with a slave master on the front of that shitI 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, niggaFor the love of the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confusedI got real friends and family that'll never turn their back on me for the love of the moneyI 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 relationshipI talk to him seven days a weekSo don't come to me talkin' 'bout no money shit, niggaSo if you feel some type of way about my money, we goin' to the furthest extent to protect that plate that goes in front of my son on the table, niggaOne love to all my family and friends that stayed down through all the madnessWhile I had to sacrifice and put it all on the lineOne time for my mom and sister that never changed on me, even before I had moneyRide or die, no matter whatDreamchasers for life, you dig?Uh, I told niggas stop askin' me where niggas atIf you don't see 'em in the pictures with me, that mean they faded awayI got niggas I distanced myself from, we love each other, it's all love but everybody can't make itNiggas wanna burn a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huh? Where they do that at?
