Cold-Hearted

Frigid with no mrs. a mf rigid,
Missing who i was, old me was more forgiving,
I speak on shit i see when they think I’d avert my gaze, i wasn’t raised to be silent, call it foolish, call it trippin,
Or not,

Raving reviews, a warm smile on my face, i used to be the first to appease someone as if that shit was a race, but it ain’t,
Masterpieces to paint, trying to make acquaintances, forgotten prefaces of which i can’t relate,

Flowing like jack & drizzy my sound too sickly,
Ghost me for eons then out the blue my phone ringing,
Got me singing “look back at it,” by boogie with the hoodie,
Closing my emotions off to block it out fully,

I don’t give a damn about them, mfs pretend, tryna be best friends like lightyear & woody
Stuck in the trap of their lies a dynamic made of pudding but expect unconditional support but can’t even book me,

Now how the hell that add up, i don’t really agree with that math, i used to be humble & kind, now I’m fragile like glass,

No longer humble, i brag
No longer subtle, i tag -
My presence in this day & age learning the ropes like it’s class,
Don’t f****** talk to me,
Don’t even look from afar,
Heart frozen over like a cold Klondike bar,
Riding in the car on a journey of solitude, i wish these mfs would all burn in the sky from that heated Star,

Here i am, fatherless with no friends , just a fucking PS5 & an iPad to lend but let’s be honest i wouldn’t trade those things for the world, why would i give away my peace for the love of a girl?

Lord knows, heart cold,
Foretold to be bold,
At first i dreaded my aging, now i embrace being old,
Ain’t shit to do in this life anyway, opportunity is for show, solitary confinement, going through the motions & flow,
Hooking up the truck of my life to some chains to be towed,

Tie the BS with a bow,
Keep those important in the dark, oblivion is bliss - fuck being in the know,
Labeling consideration to be shredded envelopes,
Impervious to heartbreak, not a care is what i tote,
This music shit is temporary that’s why i don’t promote, it’s not like I’d honestly receive my shot to come drive the boat,
Shawty wanna elope but the full scope of my perspective is headed downhill like a spiraling slope,

In layman’s terms - nope,
I don’t want to be bothered,
I don’t want the pish-posher,
So there’s nothing i taught her?
Moth to the flame slaughtered,
No father,

Tip toeing in Jordan’s, I’m at the tip of their toes, stripping them of their gloats as their pessimism goes,
I can’t wife any of these females that claim not to be hoes but in truth their body count seems to perpetually grow,
Oh no,

In the limelight cause my rhyme tight, fuck all the other rappers who said they’re better - never heard a statement so wrong instead of right,
This is fight or flight,
Heart frozen over, to hell with sunlight