I'm too cold hearted
I could never trust a bitch, she f*ck with my dawg
Plug walkin' like I'm rich, I got two phones
They just want all the fortune, to keep up with the Jones
If you try me, I promise that imma get you gone
And I know she not honest, so shawty what you on
I can see right through your lens, like a camera phone
And all they wanna do is keep up with the Jones
They say, "All my niggas round' me...
We got money, we the shit"
Can't have no nigga tryna beat my nigga, he Mike Vic
Imma still be with my dawgs when I'm rich
I might just cop a wide body with a kit
Ain't gone lie sometimes I get up in my feelings
But I'm still poppin' shit, you know I handle it
If I let my guard down, it's like I'm gamblin'
I ain't jealous of this niggas, that's what I'll never get
In my zone, and in my lane
We both know you go change, I'm stayin' the same
If I tie a girl, then it's God's plan
I ain't goin' back in forward, you know what I'm sayin', yeah
They go spend a bag, just to keep up
I don't play about my money, this ain't V-bucks
Shawty trippin', talkin' bout' she got sum other plans
She for the streets, so imma be there when I land
I'm too cold hearted
I could never trust a bitch, she f*ck with my dawg
Plug walkin' like I'm rich, I got two phones
They just want all the fortune to keep up with the Jones
If you try me, I promise that imma get you gone
And I know she not honest, so shawty what you on
I can see right through your lens, like a camera phone
And all they wanna do is keep up with the Jones
I inspire a lot of niggas who wanna be me
Broke her heart, I couldn't save her, told her breath breath
Worked a nine to five, so I'm grindin' til' I'm TV
Had to change surroundings, not sorry, you probably need me
You did this to yourself, I needed you for help
I probably will run this money up to the day of my death
Well imma stay solid, imma stay in my zone
Tunnel vision, too focused, I can't see the Jones
Niggas wanna brag when they be around the bitches
They lookin' and comparin' to the niggas who got the riches
I done learned this rap shit, now im bett then an apprentice
Loyalty should come free, I shouldn't ask for no permission
Niggas walk you down in my city, just to earn they strips
I just spent a bag up in Lenox, I don't the price
I see sum of them mad, but I'm winnin'
Can't go through the fights
Made a check in ATL, next week I'm on a flight, yeah
I'm too cold hearted
I could never trust a bitch, she f*ck with my dawg
Plug walkin' like I'm rich, I got two phones
They just want all the fortune to keep up with the Jones
If you try me, I promise that imma get you gone
And I know she not honest, so shawty what you on
I can see right through your lens, like a camera phone
And all they wanna do is keep up with the Jones