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mbnel - heart lyrics
[intro]
ayy
[verse]
i make a call, i’m pullin’ strings just like acoustics
gettin’ paid for all my music, it ain’t the music
mama used to stress off all the pg&e, so she tell us just not to use it
teacher tried to help a n_gga but i went and i refused it, i ain’t stupid
love beatin’ the blocks, i bought a chop just to abuse it
ramen noodles, eggs and rice, i would never eat at no ruth chris
got a chrome inside this chrome heart, couldn’t hit if you was cupid
and speakin’ of cupid, ayy, shout out my cousin cupid
ayy, we wipin’ n_ggas’ noses, make you drip, gon’ need a tissue
ever seen a body fall in the summer? sh_t’s cold as igloos
say you f_ckin’ with a snake, sh_t, that just make a n_gga hiss too
f_ckin’ with a rat, sh_t makes me think that you a snitch too
campin’ out in front your house, but i promise that we won’t miss you, ayy
yeah, we did that drill, but we don’t know, we just pretend to
pick you up when you was down, sh_t, that’s just what some friends do
never picked her from the ‘gram, sh_t, i guess these n_ggas pretend to
hate to see you doin’ better, sh_t, they might just go against you
just because you got a gun, that sh_t don’t mean it’s gon’ protect you
just because you love that b_tch don’t mean that she ain’t gon’ finesse you
you was in that car, but you wasn’t shootin’ sh_t, the boys will still arrest you
walk a n_gga down, then watch his soul come out his body
when the chopper get to kickin’, only time i know karate
you the type to do a drill, but only do it off of molly
hate accusing us of bodies, was it this year? i don’t know, probably
gotta slow down on the pills, sh_t is givin’ n_gga some mood swings
ayy, that pistol by my side, that’s my lil’ boo thing
in an srt, but i’m still cruising, ayy
i don’t like to talk besides my music
you can’t trick me off the streets ’cause i ain’t stupid
heard they sayin’, “you got a voice,” so i’ma use it
invest your time in me, i’ll make it worth it
know i made mistakes, n0body perfect, grrt
walk a n_gga down, we do him smirkish
faceshot, blow a n_gga mouth for all that purpin’
‘fore you hop up in that car, turn off your service
b_tch, i got an eight on top my jersey
i be runnin’ with dogs who love to bite, you cause attention when you start to bark
beat up his load so critical, turn the key, it won’t start
my mama used to lock me out the house, i was comin’ home late, way after dark
one thing that i learned, my biggest weakness was havin’ a heart
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