Cold Hearted Video (MV)

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