Cold Hearted (feat. Tshego)

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(Intro)
My voice probably sounds crazy right now
Cause last night we were at the club and
We were having fun, you know?
And I was just thinking like
As much as we make music for people to vibe to
Now and then you know I’m out in the club
And I go crazy and this is what it sounds like the next day, you know?
Pretty fucked up!
But I’m just trying to enjoy myself, you know?
Young kid, wise dreams

(Chorus)
Uhh, twist me up, twist me up another one
This sounds like more strippers, plenty drugs
I think I’m coming down
I try to see the bottom so I hit it till I’m (high, high)
I’m addicted to the (high, high)
But then I am
Cold-hearted (so damn cold hearted)
But then I am
Cold-hearted (so damn cold hearted)
I’m addicted to the high (high, high)
And that’s why
I’m cold-hearted (so damn cold hearted)
That’s why I’m cold-hearted (so damn cold-hearted, yeah)

(Verse 1)
I’ve been going through so many changes
I really thought that I knew what fame is
Until we really made it
Now it’s people calling for loans
Telling me that they broke
I thought I’d spend my money on plane tickets and hoes
You know? The rap life, I had it all planned out
Instead, I’m going broke feeding orphans now
That’s why I’m blessed and I know it, it’s a blessing to help
Besides, I went through it myself
I used to squat at Nissy’s place
The beginning of the end of my shitty days
There’s only so much pain
That we could take until we break
I’m tired of hand-in-mouth, I need more paper
I need a song that’ll fuck the whole game up
And I found it
Now I’m having problems just staying grounded
Cause niggas go on Twitter like they ‘bout it
When they ain’t really ‘bout it
We know it, o cheeseboy re tlao sorta bafana
Ain’t got time to act hard with these soft motherfuckers
With mommy funded careers
Daddy influenced moves
There’s nobody I fear
I’ve been battered and bruised
I’ve been bubbling under, I’m really becoming a problem
Riky Rick told me he can’t wait for the album
Oh shit, I name-dropped
Hell yeah, I name-dropped
You just mad that you can’t,
All your niggas ain’t hot
We do it for the children
I’m living proof of how easy it actually is to make a million

(Verse 2)
(Ntwana ya Lefika, that’s me man
Different flows from swimming in different seas man
I’m getting par from things you wish you could see man
Was that on her face? Oh that’s semen)
Oh yeah they figured it out
Fucking celebrity bitches, all my niggas be hard
Shoutout to Jabba, he told me Imma take this shit over
I’m still a fan of his, I’m Yeezy and he’s Hova
What up Jay? What up Jay?
You put me on, bitches wanna fuck me
We fucking racism outta the country
Cause we fucking white girls, new date apartheid, (Hah!)
My pops hates the fact that I can’t stay
At family gatherings, even though I got paid
From these long trips
Had to rush back to Jo’burg
After seeing big sis in hospital with a long drip
Man this shit is demanding
Didn’t even have time to see my aunties
Lil' sister crying saying she miss me
So I don’t give a fuck when niggas diss me
I’m tryna make enough
To change my family members’ lives before I’m six feet

I’m addicted to the high (high, high)
And that’s why
I’m cold-hearted (so damn cold hearted)
That’s why I’m cold-hearted (so damn cold-hearted, yeah)

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