Cold Hearted World 3

(Zino Records)

They ain't fuckin' with Nines, that's a myth
Let me light up my spliff
Wanted to be like Scarface minus the sniff
Used to shot draws
Look now, I moved into the top floor
Fuck boxers and socks, I've got a watch drawer
I got my white and my dirty off the boat
You did nothin' in your twenties, now you're thirty and you're broke
Don't feature on my track if you're cappin' on it
Where I'm from, niggas will say they like your whip then put a tracker on it
That's why I got this extra clip with the extension
You got my side chick cah I ain't give her no attention
Them opps wished they could roll with our crew
Pull my gun out, have 'em runnin' like I'm holdin' R2, uh
Stay safe my brudda, it's weird times
Niggas in year nine losin' their hairline
He aired his strip out but they saw his face
He ain't believe in God until he caught a case, uh
Just another day, another hater
Argue with my chick then we fuck an hour later
I'm in the studio, it's here on my lap
Them niggas got thirty man sharin' a strap
I caught another case, can I ever get a break?
By the way he treats his family, I could tell he was a snake, uh
That little nigga thinks he's on dirt
Until I sent him to a Pop Smoke concert
All these crops I invest in
It hurt when I found out these rappers wasn't real like wrestlin'
Uh, too much cappin' in their raps
I should bring them backstage, slap them with my strap
I used to whip yay, listenin' to slow jams
Me and Keys and cat ladies, I coulda built a snowman
Uh, I got the stick in my jeans
Opps don't wanna be in front of this magazine
It's Nines

They say, "If you change the way you look at things 
Things look like change"
I climbed this mountain not so the world can see me
But so that I could see the world

Look, ain't no second chance at first impressions
He got shot outside the school, I think he learned his lesson
I tilt my hat at all the little kids that turned to steppers
'Cause you ain't ever risked thirty years in thirty seconds
Purchase weapons, blood I put double-M in Birmingham
Been tryna fly straight but trust me, it's been turbulent
Trench foot for real, I got medals as a serviceman
Gettin' money, now all this family started surfacin'
I feel like a shark in the fish tank
If there's a Heaven for the G's then I need wristbands
Beef me and live where? Which man?
I wet him so much times I had to switch hands
She lives in Switzerland but she speaks Portuguese
I gave him twenty quid, said, "I need four of these"
Every day I live a nightmare before I sleep
The more they try to stop the vision bro, the more I see
Bells like the brand bro, bro they pierce under armor
Need a new strain, I gave ten to the ganja farmer
Close shaven, I know you know that I'm the barber
I met the plug and we sold more toys than Alibaba
Ask Muni and he'll tell you that that's all facts
I curl my fingers into G's, I got a small batch
You know who made it ring, you didn't call back
I wet him 'til he dropped then watched him fall back
It's 2AM, I'm playin' R&B
I love the trenches, they'll forever be a part of me
Why should I brin' you to my table? You ain't starved with me
You weren't there after school in Yellow Park with me
That's partially why I let pussy cats know I keep dargs with me
That's why I had to cut them out and show them carpentry
I dream while I'm awake, I guess I'm half asleep
I dream while I'm awake, I guess I'm half asleep