Izze The Producer - Heart Cold lyrics

[Verse 1] They throwin' rocks and hide their hands I ain't surprised I don't stand in traps I no longer supervise I thank God every night before I close my eyes Beefin' with them n***as shot at 'em like 3 times If I'm wrong then I don't wanna be right Got my phone in the back of my Levi's And I still don't try no beef 'cause at the end she lied I got these 100s in the safe stacked up knee high f**in' hoes gettin' old, gettin' money ain't new Shawty thinkin' I'ma business man 'cause she seen homie in a suit Top drop at anytime need a GPS for the roof And I don't really like no n***a who talk a lot rather show me what you gon' do Parallel in the parking lot I'm rollin' smoked out in the coupe Got these 100 dollar bills in rubber bands 'cause I don't like to carry money loose Got a couple bands on these n***as' head if I say the word they gon' shoot And I ain't beefin' with no n***a 'bout no b**h to me that ain't cool It's too much money to be made out here yeah Gotta keep my gun it ain't safe out here Been stayin' down can't show my face 'round here And I ain't trippin' cut the lights out Got this cross on my chest and you know it's iced out [Hook] Heart cold ice box Eyes closed, lights out Chicago White Sox Talk hard pipe down Shootin' sh** head target Dead Fred red carpet I can't hear you n***a money in the way say it louder Talk loud nah n***a Money in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a n***a I'm paranoid, geeked up I see dead people, I see you before you comin' I'm lookin' through the peephole [Verse 2] The G code yeah you know I'm stickin' to it Turn the volume up on these headphones I wanna listen to it Keep the chopper, yea in the back man and let the pistol do it Can't close my eyes gotta face my fear just grip and do it Stick and move you know I'm stickin' to what we planned He sick of losin' I heard he spent all of his advance Feel like a movie I walked in feelin' just like the man On every move I hit I make sure I had my mans Right hand truth if I swear I will never take the stand I swear I shoot just look at the blisters on my hand Shine bright, headlight I gotta make the transaction if you got the bread right This cross make me feel alive [Hook] Heart cold ice box Eyes closed, lights out Chicago White Sox Talk hard pipe down Shootin' sh** head target Dead Fred red carpet I can't hear you n***a money in the way say it louder Talk loud nah n***a Money in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a n***a I'm paranoid, geeked up I see dead people, I see you before you comin' I'm lookin' through the peephole [Outro] Heart cold ice box Eyes closed, lights out Talk hard pipe down I can't hear you n***a money in the way say it louder Money in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a n***a I see dead people, I see dead people