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kash peezo – kold hearted lyrics

[verse 1: king kash]
i was just a young nigga, movin’ on the asphalt, tryna get a pack off
so one day i went crazy, mixed weed and the pills and the liquor, followed up with the bathsalts
started trippin’, now i’m skitzo, while i’m sittin’ in the room with the pistol to my head, what that lead ’bout?
i don’t care what you care about
if you got your head inflated, i’m the nigga that’ll air it out
some niggas rap, but they flow been missin’
all i do is keep it real and let my soul paint vivid
never chose no religion, so there’s no saint in ’em
if i’m talking to the demons, what the lord faith in ’em?
i’m a cold case k!ll ’em, there is no trace sinner
i’ma take the body with me, now he’s cold plate driven
there is no space givin’ to you foes fake friendin’
i’ma fiend ’em for a funeral, the flow’s stay flippin’
niggas think i went hollywood, they probably wouldn’t
i be pushin’ so it’s hard for me to ever stay stag
and it seems that a dream turned to reality, to happen internationally
help a nigga make it on the map when
i was spittin’ sicker than the sickest niggas in your clique
and i’m only getting harder by the second, face facts
when all you niggas fakin’, can’t contain your perpetration
when you playin’ with your life, and you will never get it back
all this pain i been through made my heart cold
no love in me feelin’ like a dark soul
devil love goin’ to work, just to leave a mark on
i hustle all day so i wasn’t in the harsh cold
when i really hit the struggle, i was linkin’ niggas for the arckos
they don’t really want me to start though
got me feelin’ dead like a nigga livin’ park gone
with these demons screamin at me “welcome to the dark throne”

[hook: king kash]
wish that i could be the same nigga that i was when i first got started
but now everything’s changed, i can never be sane or the same in a margin
if they catch me slippin’, try to pin me for the murders i won’t ever get a pardon
turned a good guy evil like i’m working with the devil
they done made me cold hearted
wish that i could be the same nigga that i was when i first got started
but now everything’s changed, i can never be sane or the same in a margin
if they catch me slippin’, try to pin me for these murders i won’t ever get a pardon
turned a good guy evil like i’m working with the devil
they done made me cold hearted

[verse 2: king kash]
my trust gone, kicked it like a bad habit
i bet these niggas wanna k!ll me, tell ’em have at it
tell ’em wise, no sleep, i’m a cash addict
being real’ll get you hated, i be past average
had some niggas that was homies, turned they backs on me
double back ’cause they saw i had some stacks on me
didn’t know that i was bailin’ with the strap on me
pop ’em like balloons when they ran up with the mask on me like
don’t you know i’m twisted with friction like allen wrenches
when all you niggas is fake, i’m lovin’ my competition, so miss me with all that b-tchin’
i did it without a pitchin’, my vision left me the pitch, you niggas can get the business
fuck rap, i ain’t waitin’ on a contract
i bet you niggas sell your soul for a bomb pack
i make your b-tch get low like she gon’ flat
she’ll be down ten toes, get her on track
i ain’t got the time to be wastin’, look at the hourgl-ss
cold as a glacier, my nature be like the taliban
look what they created, they hate it, but what an autograph
tired of the fakers, not phased, giwannaman
keep it original, reaching residuals daily
hittin’ new pinnacles, slippin’ medicinal, wavy
can’t see me, physical, spiritual, niggas gon’ pay me
when they test the deevil, [?]
been a monster, i k!ll ’em, strike in the dome
walk through the fire and tell the devil i’m home
came with the demons and angels who claiming the throne
i’m out of this world whenever i get in my zone
sicker than all of the rappers that’s rappin’ you know
doin’ damage on cannabis, p-ssin’ out, p-ss me my bowl
underrated for takin’ and breakin’ down on my foes
so respect it and check it, makin’ messes out of you hoe

[verse 3: king iso]
used to stress for success then success came
now the stress is a mess on the set gang
how you make it out the set then the set change?
i push rhymes like a rep just to get gains
some niggas hate you to death when you get fame
nigga used to be my dog ‘til the vet came
now i got an icebox up under my chest plate
put the 40 pound to your chest like it’s chest day, let’s pray
dear god, i been tryna escape
all the demons on me got me waiting on my next break
feelin’ like at any minute i can raise the death rate
i been on my jason state, i’m in a death race, amen
peddle to the metal soon as death came
been there, done that, i’ma be the next dre
how you think a nigga got it poppin’ for the deadgang?
overseas, trying to push a foreign like exchange
b-tch i’m brackin’ from the east, to the west gang
middle of the map is where this fuckin’ triple threat came
all a nigga did was do drugs, i’ma get drank
pop another hydro, ’cause iso expect pain
homie got the life lines, when i got a dead brain
i ain’t in my right mind, never had a left brain
too many niggas be hating on me, that’s how i’ma get dames
they should give me neck, now yo hoe need a neck brace, checkmate
king shit moving like a chess game
everybody else need it moving to the next lane
cold hearted, what the fuck is heartburn? chest pain?
doc already broke the stethoscope, let me explain
try to slip on these red js you get zero kilometers
you in a dead space like an emo astronomer
’cause i get hate, i got the heat on the monitor
i’m cold hearted nigga, i don’t need no thermometer (nigga)

- kash peezo lyrics

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