Cold Hearted World 3 Lyrics - Nines

[Verse 1: Nines]
They ain't fucking 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 nothing in your twenties, now you're thirty and you're broke
Don't feature on my track if you're capping 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 running like I'm holding R2
Stay safe my brudda, it's weird times
Niggas in year nine losing their hairline
He aired his strip out but they saw his face
He ain't believe in God until he caught a case
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 sharing 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
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 wrestling
Too much capping in their raps
I should bring them backstage, slap them with my strap
I used to whip yay, listening to slow jams
Me and Keys and cat ladies, I coulda built a snowman
I got the stick in my jeans
Opps don't wanna be in front of this magazine
It's Nines

[Interlude: Marnz Malone]
They say, "If you change the way you look at things
Things look at change"
I climbed this mountain not so the world can see me
But so that I could see the world

[Verse 2: Marnz Malone]
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, blud 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
Getting money, now all this family started surfacing
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 armour
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 till he dropped then watched him fall back
It's 2AM, I'm playing R&B
I love the trenches, they'll forever be a part of me
Why should I bring 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