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letra de heart cold* - kodak black

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[intro]
(yo, really this sh-t crazy)
huuuuh
(ayo luke)

[hook]
heart cold, wrist froze
and i’m slidin’ with that pole
fifty racks on me
they know i ain’t got no f-ckin’ soul

and i ain’t friendly
tell me how i’m posed to love these hoes?
feelings dead, i walk alone
poppin’ percs i’m on a roll

[verse 1]
i got freak b-tches
real street b-tches
i been deep in this
i do street business

realest from the jump
kodak really chosen
yea that kid golden
i got too much motion
and i be rollin’
i be pistol totin’
streets cold, issa jungle
better keep that totem

and i ride this foreign
think this sh-t stolen
all these n-ggas want my spot
ain’t got the samе devotion

keep these n-ggas out of my facе cuz i ain’t friendly
any n-gga on my way, he gon’ really f-ckin’ get it
and i just stashed my cash behind the building
take my money make it baby, save it all for my children

i just roll sh-t out and keep livin
ever since i was a baby i was really on a mission
when they [?] i seen tristan
don’t want baby mama drama, cuz these hoes never listen

[hook]
heart cold, wrist froze
and i’m slidin’ with that pole
fifty racks on me
they know i ain’t got no f-ckin’ soul
and i ain’t friendly
tell me how i’m posed to love these hoes?
feelings dead, i walk alone
poppin’ percs i’m on a roll

[verse 2]
me myself and i, by my lonely
i ain’t never scared to die cuz i got a pistol on me
if i go spin and jackboy pullin on me
i won’t even break no code, cuz that n-gga was my homie

why this hoe keep callin i’ma block her
said she wanna kick it sorry, i ain’t into playing soccer
i keep that nine on me, serge ibaka
it done really broke my heart seeing day ones on that flocka

pull up in a lac’ tinted like i’m creepin
everybody strapped, ain’t n0body sleepin
racks in a duffle, what i spend this weekend?
praying for my dawgs i hope they beat them demons

b-tch don’t pull up on me tryna sip
bet i know she love on bro, so she know she gotta dip, yeah
i’m a zoe boy, she like that sh-t
follow protocol, really been like this since i was a jit, yeah
[hook]
heart cold, wrist froze
and i’m slidin’ with that pole
fifty racks on me
they know i ain’t got no f-ckin’ soul

and i ain’t friendly
tell me how i’m posed to love these hoes?
feelings dead, i walk alone
poppin’ percs i’m on a roll

- kodak black

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