The Heart Turn Cold

The heart turn cold, I'ma hustla
Words never spoken, I'ma hustla
I got somethin' newshit
I'll fuck you up if you fuck with my new grip
The heart turn cold, I'ma hustla
Words never spoken, I'ma hustla
I got somethin' newshit
I'll fuck you up if you fuck with my new grip

I'm rollin' through the hood feelin' like a king
Gold chains bling, damn, hear the guns sing
My homie hit some niggas who had no soul
Black Benz, black guns an' all-black clothes
Yeah, life ain't no drama, I still keep dreamin
My gun smoke, muhfucka, holla-tips gleamin
New York, The Black Southside regime, muhfucka
This is my place, muhfucka
Every step I take, every rhyme I drop
I know every shot that went down in my block

The heart turn cold, I'ma hustla
Words never spoken, I'ma hustla
I got somethin' newshit
I'll fuck you up if you fuck with my new grip
The heart turn cold, I'ma hustla
Words never spoken, I'ma hustla
I got somethin' newshit
I'll fuck you up if you fuck with my new grip

My lines goin' international, never stayin' local
Just like NY my bullets shinin' like a focal
I'm sprayin' on an autumn morn, feel the breeze
Shoot back, muhfucka, like me please
Gotta play hard, that's the life's keys
I'ma teach you how to act like a gangster
I hold all the degrees
I'm fuckin' with this shit
Aww niggas don't trip, I run it this street
Nah, don't be a punk spittin' bullshit lines
It's what you make it, you all 'bout wasted time

The heart turn cold, I'ma hustla
Words never spoken, I'ma hustla
I got somethin' newshit
I'll fuck you up if you fuck with my new grip
The heart turn cold, I'ma hustla
Words never spoken, I'ma hustla
I got somethin' newshit
I'll fuck you up if you fuck with my new grip

C'mon, man
Call me Biggie The Dog
Yeah bitch nigga, you know what it is
I gotta keep cockin' and spittin' my lines
Biggie Down (bang!)