Cold Hearted III Lyrics – Meek Mill

Cold Hearted III Lyrics by Meek Mill is latest English song with music also given by Bkorn, Austin Powerz. Cold Hearted III song lyrics are written by Meek Mill.

Cold Hearted III Song Detail

Cold Hearted III Lyrics

Woahh, don’t you, baby, heyy
It won’t matter, baby
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Woah, don’t you, baby, heyy
It won’t matter, baby
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

Uhh, make it out the hood, they say you hollywood
How dare you n**gas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and treat these n**gas like I’m robin hood
When it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stood
And I was lookin’ at you n**gas, all the ones I fed
Had me grindin’ all them nights you was going to bed
And if I think I owe you something, n**ga gon’ ahead
Treat you like I never knew you, put it on your head
And I got papi on my line like, ‘when you comin’ home?’
My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin’ wrong
Bodies droppin’ in my city all summer long
Out on bail but I still gotta keep somethin’ on
‘cause I can’t let ‘em take my life, you might get left you make that right
When he got left it wasn’t right, but he was tryna live that life
I call up coon to book that jet, we like three deep, we take that flight
Used to land in california to play that studio all night, we stayin’ down
For the love of them millions, ain’t layin’ down
Left you in the hood, what you sayin’ now?
And n**gas wanted the smoke, you said, “stand down,” uh
Cold heart, never get cold feet when the pressure come
It was beef, I had to tell n**gas, “you better come”
Sister said they gettin’ over, it’s like you lettin’ them
Some s*it I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin’ in, checkin’ out, I just had to check you out
2012, it was 50 n**gas when I’m steppin’ out
Forgot the time you asked me for a check and I ain’t lived it out
I ain’t even know you was upset, this what this s*it about?
A green piece of paper can turn you to a hater
When you can’t bring up one time you returned me for a favor
So I play these n**gas real close, talkin’ closer than my neighbors
‘cause I know the signs when n**gas switch sides, catch them vapors

Used two be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, “ride or die,” I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn’t even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
Used to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, “ride or die,” I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn’t even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550

See, I look at it like this
What I’m supposed to spend a thousand nights in the studio rappin’ my lights out?
Goin’ city to city, can’t take my son to school when I want to
Can’t see my mama, my family when I want to
They give a n**ga my money, they act like he hangin’ with me
I ain’t ever been sweet
Far as I can remember, every time I went to jail I had to stand up in that bi*ch by myself
I ain’t never even think about a n**ga callin’ my baby mama to pick my son up two take him two the movies
Go play basketball while I’m doin’ this time in the cell
Actin’ like I owe you somethin’
See, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest friends
Turn their back on me about that attention needle
Or a green piece of paper with a slave master on the front of that s*it
I used to hear n**gas, n**gas that I was feedin’, I heard ‘em whisperin’, “meek mill finished”
I was like, “and damn, I was feedin’ you, bro”
All I did was keep grindin’
Through the storm, n**ga, I’m like derrick rose on a 50-point night
On a daily basis, n**ga
For the love off the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confused
I got real friends and family that’ll never turn their back on me for the love of the money
I got a homie that’s doin’ life
He can’t offer me no money, he can’t offer me nothin’ but a friendship and a relationship
I talk two him seven days a week
So don’t come two me talkin’ ‘bout no money s*it, n**ga
So if you feel some type of way about my money
We goin’ two the furthest extent two protect that plate that goes under my son on the table, n**ga
One love to all my family and friends that stayed down through all the madness
While I had two sacrifice and put it all on the line
One time for my mom and sister that never changed on me, even before I had money
Ride or die, no matter what
Dreamchasers for life, you dig?
Uh, I told n**gas stop askin’ me where n**gas at
If you don’t see ‘em in the pictures with me, that mean they faded away
I got my n**gas out dissin’ myself, fun, we love each other, it’s all love but
Everybody can’t make it
N**gas wanna burn a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huh? Where they do that at? Woah, don’t you, baby, hey
It won’t matter, baby
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?
Woah, don’t you, baby, hey
It won’t matter, baby
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know?

Uh, make it out the hood, they say you hollywood
How dare you n**gas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and treat these n**gas like I’m robin hood
When it was time two stand up for me, see, nobody stood
And I was lookin’ at you n**gas, all the ones I fed
Had me grindin’ all them nights you was going two bed
And if I think I owe you something, n**ga gon’ ahead
Treat you like I never knew you, put it on your head
And I got papi on my line like, ‘when you comin’ home?’
My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin’ wrong
Bodies droppin’ in my city all summer long
Out on bail but I still gotta keep somethin’ on
‘cause I can’t let ‘em take my life, you might get left you make that right
When he got left it wasn’t right, but he was tryna live that life
I call up coon to book that jet, we like three deep, we take that flight
Used two land in california two play that studio all night, we stayin’ down
For the love of them millions, ain’t layin’ down
Left you in the hood, what you sayin’ now?
And n**gas wanted the smoke, you said, “stand down,” uh
Cold heart, never get cold feet when the pressure come
It was beef, I had two tell n**gas, “you better come”
Sister said they gettin’ over, it’s like you lettin’ them
Some s*it I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin’ in, checkin’ out, I just had to check you out
2012, it was 50 n**gas when I’m steppin’ out
Forgot the time you asked me for a check and I ain’t lived it out
I ain’t even know you was upset, this what this s*it about?
A green piece off paper can turn you two a hater
When you can’t bring up one time you returned me for a favor
So I play these n**gas real close, talkin’ closer than my neighbors
‘cause I know the signs when n**gas switch sides, catch them vapors

Used two be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, “ride or die,” I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn’t even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
Used two be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, “ride or die,” I thought you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn’t even grind with me
And when I copped the 6 you wanted the 550

See, I look at it like this
What I’m supposed to spend a thousand nights in the studio rappin’ my lights out?
Goin’ city to city, can’t take my son to school when I want to
Can’t see my mama, my family when I want to
They give a n**ga my money, they act like he hangin’ with me
I ain’t ever been sweet
Far as I can remember, every time I went to jail I had to stand up in that bi*ch by myself
I ain’t never even think about a n**ga callin’ my baby mama to pick my son up to take him to the movies
Go play basketball while I’m doin’ this time in the cell
Actin’ like I owe you somethin’
See, it hurt my heart to see some of my closest friends
Turn their back on me about that attention needle
Or a green piece of paper with a slave master on the front of that s*it
I used to hear n**gas, n**gas that I was feedin’, I heard ‘em whisperin’, “meek mill finished”
I was like, “and damn, I was feedin’ you, bro”
All I did was keep grindin’
Through the storm, n**ga, I’m like derrick rose on a 50-point night
On a daily basis, n**ga
For the love of the millions, royalty over loyalty, never get it confused
I got real friends and family that’ll never turn their back on me for the love of the money
I got a homie that’s doin’ life
He can’t offer me no money, he can’t offer me nothin’ but a friendship and a relationship
I talk to him seven days a week
So don’t come to me talkin’ ‘bout no money s*it, n**ga
So if you feel some type of way about my money
We goin’ to the furthest extent to protect that plate that goes under my son on the table, n**ga
One love to all my family and friends that stayed down through all the madness
While I had to sacrifice and put it all on the line
One time for my mom and sister that never changed on me, even before I had money
Ride or die, no matter what
Dreamchasers for life, you dig?
Uh, I told n**gas stop askin’ me where n**gas at
If you don’t see ‘em in the pictures with me, that mean they faded away
I got my n**gas out dissin’ myself, fun, we love each other, it’s all love but
Everybody can’t make it
N**gas wanna burn a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huhh? Where they do that at?

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