Cold Hearted

[Verse 1: Beedie]
So peep how I operate
They peepin mines and stop ya tape
Wonder why I ain't friends with them, them rappers actually ovulate
Overrated, it's not ya day
Fuck errybody, pardon me
I'm takin' my aim, aimin' off
I paid the charge, y'all take a loss
Cherish it, y'all made it yours
Plus it's a brand new day tomorrow
I don't worry bout the talk that they run by
Smart enough to walk but I'm dumb fly
I ain't really had to floss in a long time
And come full force. Bullseye
The Honda look like a steam room
And I ain't smoke yet, I need to
It's been a long time, I seen you, runnin' through where my dreams do
Alone at home where my own is
Out my mind, I'm zonin'
With a half ounce at home in
Or out where I'm roamin'
What an amazing fluke. Made my way till they changed the rules
I'm just makin' due. Paid my dues, but they'd take em too
Find me in the streets alone
Sometime it's hard to find peace at home
A lotta y'all wrote me off, and tried rope me off, but I'm beastin' though
Oh

[Hook]
You say I'm playin' games
I swear I didn't change
I remain the same
Got a chip up on my shoulder
Yea
Chip up on my shoulder
Uh
You say I'm playin' games
Standin' in the way
Doin' what I can just to make it through the day
Got a chip up on my shoulder
Yea
Chip up on my shoulder
Uh