Maison Margiela I remember back then I
Ain't have no sweater Had my heart cold like it's middle of December
They used to laugh like I was a joke I remember Now I'm running up I'm in my bag but I ain't
Chilling I give my family my last that's just in me
If you kill me and you open up my heart it might be empty
How the f*ck I'm losing if my niggas keep on winning
Try to tell them from the start we gon' be here till it finish
We tryna make it far ain't tryna end up in the system
Rest in peace to Lonnie and EP lord know I miss em
Baby mama make it hard to see my daughter I can't kiss her
I been up in the field I earned my stripes bitch I'm official
Don't need a whistle these niggas soft as cotton they need some tissue
He disrespect the game he get the issue I don't even wanna be famous I want the revenue
Call it what you want but I'ma tell you I can't press rewind
I live my life on a fast forward I ain't wasting time
I was just sitting in the pen I was just writing rhymes
Remember we was taking plenty risks tryna get that bust down
Maison Margiela I remember back then I
Ain't have no sweater Had my heart cold like it's middle of December
They used to laugh like I was a joke I remember Now I'm running up I'm in my bag but I ain't
Chilling I give my family my last that's just in me
If you kill me and you open up my heart it might be empty
How the f*ck I'm losing if my niggas keep on winning
Try to tell them from the start we gon' be here till it finish
Lil Gunnah - Heart cold Lyrics
Lil Gunnah - Heart cold Lyrics
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Maison Margiela I remember back then I
Ain't have no sweater Had my heart cold like it's middle of December
They used to laugh like I was a joke I remember Now I'm running up I'm in my bag but I ain't
Chilling I give my family my last that's just in me
If you kill me and you open up my heart it might be empty
How the f*ck I'm losing if my niggas keep on winning
Try to tell them from the start we gon' be here till it finish
We tryna make it far ain't tryna end up in the system
Rest in peace to Lonnie and EP lord know I miss em
Baby mama make it hard to see my daughter I can't kiss her
I been up in the field I earned my stripes bitch I'm official
Don't need a whistle these niggas soft as cotton they need some tissue
He disrespect the game he get the issue I don't even wanna be famous I want the revenue
Call it what you want but I'ma tell you I can't press rewind
I live my life on a fast forward I ain't wasting time
I was just sitting in the pen I was just writing rhymes
Remember we was taking plenty risks tryna get that bust down
Maison Margiela I remember back then I
Ain't have no sweater Had my heart cold like it's middle of December
They used to laugh like I was a joke I remember Now I'm running up I'm in my bag but I ain't
Chilling I give my family my last that's just in me
If you kill me and you open up my heart it might be empty
How the f*ck I'm losing if my niggas keep on winning
Try to tell them from the start we gon' be here till it finish
Ain't have no sweater Had my heart cold like it's middle of December
They used to laugh like I was a joke I remember Now I'm running up I'm in my bag but I ain't
Chilling I give my family my last that's just in me
If you kill me and you open up my heart it might be empty
How the f*ck I'm losing if my niggas keep on winning
Try to tell them from the start we gon' be here till it finish
We tryna make it far ain't tryna end up in the system
Rest in peace to Lonnie and EP lord know I miss em
Baby mama make it hard to see my daughter I can't kiss her
I been up in the field I earned my stripes bitch I'm official
Don't need a whistle these niggas soft as cotton they need some tissue
He disrespect the game he get the issue I don't even wanna be famous I want the revenue
Call it what you want but I'ma tell you I can't press rewind
I live my life on a fast forward I ain't wasting time
I was just sitting in the pen I was just writing rhymes
Remember we was taking plenty risks tryna get that bust down
Maison Margiela I remember back then I
Ain't have no sweater Had my heart cold like it's middle of December
They used to laugh like I was a joke I remember Now I'm running up I'm in my bag but I ain't
Chilling I give my family my last that's just in me
If you kill me and you open up my heart it might be empty
How the f*ck I'm losing if my niggas keep on winning
Try to tell them from the start we gon' be here till it finish
Writer: Demarcus Thompson
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