Cold Hearted

Aye look what they started Aye look what they started Told em' I ain't want war But now i'm feeling cold hearted Aye look what they started Aye look what they started I told em' I had more in store Now they label me a Target Look what they started pressing my buttons They tried to treat me like a regular artist Look what they started How can you listen to the music and say im not one of the hottest Man y’all some garbage I'm break-in the harness I ain't holding back anymore man I promise I'm coming for heads All that’s left is the caucus I'm eating these beats and these rappers They sweeter than chocolate I need my royalties My pesos my euros my dollars the currency Even the pounds Oh how they hate that I love it I upgrade the sound Pass me a napkin I just keep on snacking I can’t be apart of y'all selling ya soul for the fame and bloggers But Ill run the town auction its not a problem Going once going twice Sold to the man in the Off-White All facts in my raps they tell stories like camp sites Face that get a face tat Do you do it for the love or for the likes Sound like ya whole life a sound bite Following the dumb hype this what you wanted right Aye look what they started Aye look what they started Told em' I ain't want war But now i'm feeling cold hearted Aye look what they started Aye look what they started I told em' I had more in store Now they label me a Target Oh now ima target they treating me different You know im the bomb da bait no fishing Open yo eyes then spot the difference The food the table the plates the dishes Pass me the torch the flame is flickering Jumped off the porch the snakes is slimy slithering I stayed the course and found my rhythm Some of partners became a lil ignorant If you allergic to loyalty Simply I do not want that fake energy Lemme re-jog your faint memory ain't running with you Cuz you tried to finish me Keep it a hundred like centuries Keep it hundred like centipedes Simple like the 123 and the abc in elementary Something to prove like im fresh off a injury It’s the spitter with the big lips And wide nose the Afro circus Was knocking at my door Cuz I could juggle flows At the age of 4 I knew very well The difference between real life And them fairy tales I learned from the blind That’s why I give em brail Something you feel Aye look what they started Aye look what they started Told em' I ain't want war But now i'm feeling cold hearted Aye look what they started Aye look what they started I told em' I had more in store Now they label me a Target And that's a fact And its a vibe And thats a wrap Aye cut it off Aye lemme snap They don't wanna see what happens When I fade to black