Cold Hearted ft. Malachi Lyrics

All them days in the trenches left me cold hearted

Watch me pop out with that drip, I don't need no stylist

All them days in the trenches left me cold hearted

My homie stabbed me in my back and I ain't know 'bout it

Watch me pop out with that drip, I don't need no stylist

I got this shit on my own, I ain't have no option

They wanna see me in the ground, I keep that pole on me

And I gotta watch my back, I know they tryna harm me

I don't need your love, please keep it from me

Coulda had me, but you lost me, guess you wasn't for me

Guess you wasn't for me

Uh, I don't need you no, I don't want you no more

I be in them trenches gettin' money, uh

Put that on my soul and on my mama, yeah

I swear I'm gon' make it, I don't need a deal

Talkin' to my dad on the phone gives me chills

Uh, he's locked up in that cell

And I'm out here every day by myself

Uh, I'm by myself

Every day out here in them trenches

Uh, it's really dangerous

I'd rather keep my thang on me (On me, on me)

Than let them take my soul away

Uh, Mr. Worldwide

All them days in the trenches left me cold hearted

My homie stabbed me in my back and I ain't know 'bout it

Watch me pop out with that drip, I don't need no stylist

I got this shit on my own, I ain't have no option

They wanna see me in the ground, I keep that pole on me

And I gotta watch my back, I know they tryna harm me

I don't need your love, please keep it from me

Coulda had me, but you lost me, guess you wasn't for me

You took my heart and shot me down with that double drum

I find it crazy how I really thought you was the one

Don't got time for none of these bitches, swear I'm done with 'em

And I'll be stickin' with my brother till we run it up

Baby I don't gotta pick and choose, I'm too wavy

I be actin' nonchalant cause you be actin' shady

I done paid the price for your love, you can't repay me

Every night I always pray to God, keep me safe, please

I can't find the real love

And they turned their back as I remained a real one

At one point you was my brother, so it's still love

Every time I pour one up it make me feel numb

I (I)

Can't find the real love

(No I can't find)

I can't find the real love

(I can't find the real, the real, the real)

All them days in the trenches left me cold hearted

My homie stabbed me in my back and I ain't know 'bout it

Watch me pop out with that drip, I don't need no stylist

I got this shit on my own, I ain't have no option

They wanna see me in the ground, I keep that pole on me

And I gotta watch my back, I know they tryna harm me

I don't need your love, please keep it from me

Coulda had me, but you lost me, guess you wasn't for me

Guess you wasn't for me

I don't want you no more