Cold Heart Pressure

Intro)

Yeah…

Pressure buildin’, but pressure make diamonds…

I been hurt, but I’m still climbin’…

Luca Brasi type energy…

(Hook)

I got pain on my soul, but I stand on business,

Cold heart, but it still beat loud like a engine,

Every scar on my body from the life I been livin’,

If loyalty a crime, then I’m servin’ a sentence.

I don’t fold, I don’t break, I don’t bend, yeah,

Lost friends, lost love, but I win, yeah,

Cut ’em off if they fake, that’s the trend, yeah,

Blood thick, but them lies even thin, yeah…

(Verse 1)

Ain’t no cappin’, I came up out that jungle with nothin’,

Gotta tell it how it is ’cause the truth never ugly.

Had to eat with my hands when the fridge lookin’ dusty,

Now they askin’ for a plate—funny how they love money.

Hard times had me sleepin’ on the floor like a mattress,

Mind racin’, I was battlin' them internal attachments.

People change when they see what you doin’ is massive,

Prayin’ over my spirit ’cause my demons be active.

Got a woman I adore, but my heart been fractured,

Try to give her everything, but I’m still backwards.

Success ain’t a flex when your soul still captured,

So I hustle with a purpose—gotta move faster.

(Hook)

I got pain on my soul, but I stand on business,

Cold heart, but it still beat loud like a engine,

Every scar on my body from the life I been livin’,

If loyalty a crime, then I’m servin’ a sentence.

I don’t fold, I don’t break, I don’t bend, yeah,

Lost friends, lost love, but I win, yeah,

Cut ’em off if they fake, that’s the trend, yeah,

Blood thick, but them lies even thin, yeah…

(Verse 2)

Every move that I make, man, it come with intention,

Kept receipts of the pain like I’m stackin’ up interest.

Went to war with myself, had to fight for repentance,

Now I walk with the Lord, but I still keep defenses.

Ain’t no fear in my chest, that’s just growth in the flesh,

When you livin’ through the trauma, you don’t cope, you adjust.

I was down, but I rose, that’s a soldier’s effect,

Now my life is a test that I’m passin’ with sweat.

Got love for my city, but it cut me the deepest,

Everybody want a favor, but they gone when you need ’em.

I can see right through the lies ’cause the fake got a weakness,

But I stay focused on my goals—man, the grind never sleeps, yeah…

(Hook — Outro)

I got pain on my soul, but I stand on business,

Cold heart, but it still beat loud like a engine,

Every scar on my body from the life I been livin’,

If loyalty a crime, then I’m servin’ a sentence.

I don’t fold, I don’t break, I don’t bend, yeah,

Lost friends, lost love, but I win, yeah,

Cut ’em off if they fake, that’s the trend, yeah,

Blood thick, but them lies even thin, yeah…