[Hook: 21 Savage] My heart so cold, I can never fold I'm on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes I'm poppin' pain pills, got my heart moving slow All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke And man this money ain't shit, these cars ain't shit These clothes ain't shit, you know these hoes ain't shit And man this money ain't shit, these cars ain't shit These clothes ain't shit, you know these hoes ain't shit
[Verse 1: 21 Savage] My heart so cold, I'm sticking to the code Fake niggas bend, real niggas don't fold I'm tricking J's daily, selling sheetrock for blow In my younger days nigga I was robbing stores Still got it for the low Judge give you the book, hang your ass without a rope When you at the bottom seem like you ain't got hope And when you got kids nigga anything will go Green dots at funerals, they got my head fucked up Can't digest these percocets, they got my chest fucked up Pussy niggas shot me six times, my luck fucked up Hundred band lick pussy nigga, now I'm fucked up
[Hook: 21 Savage] My heart so cold, I can never fold I'm on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes I'm poppin' pain pills, got my heart moving slow All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke And man this money ain't shit, these cars ain't shit These clothes ain't shit, you know these hoes ain't shit And man this money ain't shit, these cars ain't shit These clothes ain't shit, you know these hoes ain't shit
[Verse 2: Freaky] Fast paper had me dropping out of school Violating laws, breaking all the rules Smoking marijuana, riding with them tools Hanging ‘round hustlers, robbers, and fools Hand to hand with strangers, watching from an angle Praying for an angel, protection from danger Cause I done seen plenty niggas died that had a banger And I done seen them niggas' partner ride out of anger And never came back, about them greenbacks Now have you seen that? These are obscene facts And just because we paid, the stress don't decay Still thinking ‘bout them losses, winning never made ‘em fade With Gs being dead and [?] on my mental It hurt so bad that I can't do the shit I didn't do To keep my niggas here with me, I swear that shit be killing me I hope you niggas feelin' me ‘cause I know that you hearing me And just because we smile and play That don't mean that everything is going ok, no Man just because we smile and play That don't mean that everything is going ok
[Hook: 21 Savage] My heart so cold, I can never fold I'm on the paper chase man, fuck these hoes I'm poppin' pain pills, got my heart moving slow All I know is hustle ‘cause I hate being broke And man this money ain't shit, these cars ain't shit These clothes ain't shit, you know these hoes ain't shit And man this money ain't shit, these cars ain't shit These clothes ain't shit, you know these hoes ain't shitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
