Cold Hearted World 3

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nines] They ain't fucking with Nines, that's a myth Let me light up my spliff Wanted to be like Scarface minus the sniff Used to shot draws Look now, I moved into the top floor Fuck boxers and socks, I've got a watch drawer I got my white and my dirty off the boat You did nothing in your twenties, now you're thirty and you're broke Don't feature on my track if you're capping on it Where I'm from, niggas will say they like your whip then put a tracker on it That's why I got this extra clip with the extension You got my side chick cah I ain't give her no attention Them opps wished they could roll with our crew Pull my gun out, have 'em running like I'm holding R2 Stay safe my brudda, it's weird times Niggas in year nine losing their hairline He aired his strip out but they saw his face He ain't believe in God until he caught a case Just another day, another hater Argue with my chick then we fuck an hour later I'm in the studio, it's here on my lap Them niggas got thirty man sharing a strap I caught another case, can I ever get a break? By the way he treats his family, I could tell he was a snake That little nigga thinks he's on dirt Until I sent him to a Pop Smoke concert All these crops I invest in It hurt when I found out these rappers wasn't real like wrestling Too much capping in their raps I should bring them backstage, slap them with my strap I used to whip yay, listening to slow jams Me and Keys and cat ladies, I coulda built a snowman I got the stick in my jeans Opps don't wanna be in front of this magazine It's Nines [Interlude: Marnz Malone] They say, "If you change the way you look at things The things you look at change" I climbed this mountain not so the world can see me But so that I could see the world [Verse 2: Marnz Malone] Ain't no second chance at first impressions He got shot outside the school, I think he learned his lesson I tilt my hat at all the little kids that turned to steppers 'Cause you ain't ever risked thirty years in thirty seconds Purchase weapons, blud I put double M in Birmingham Been tryna fly straight but trust me, it's been turbulent Trench foot for real, I got medals as a serviceman Getting money, now all this family started surfacing I feel like a shark in the fish tank If there's a Heaven for the G's then I need wristbands Beef me and live where? Which man? I wet him so much times I had to switch hands She lives in Switzerland but she speaks Portuguese I gave him twenty quid, said "I need four of these" Every day I live a nightmare before I sleep The more they try to stop the vision bro, the more I see Bells like the brand bro, bro they pierce under armour Need a new strain, I gave ten to the ganja farmer Close shaven, I know you know that I'm the barber I met the plug and we sold more toys than Alibaba Ask Muni and he'll tell you that that's all facts I curl my fingers into G's, I got a small batch You know who made it ring, you didn't call back I wet him till he dropped then watched him fall back It's 2AM, I'm playing R&B I love the trenches, they'll forever be a part of me Why should I bring you to my table? You ain't starved with me You weren't there after school in Yellow Park with me That's partially why I let pussy cats know I keep dargs with me That's why I had to cut them out and show them carpentry I dream while I'm awake, I guess I'm half asleep I dream while I'm awake, I guess I'm half asleep