PULSE

[Bridge:] Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) [Chorus:] Riding round town with a hole in my chest If you shoot better aim for the heart Cupid got drunk so them arrows gon miss I can tell he don’t know real love Got away from the soul ties and the false lies So glad that a lifestyle tore us apart Got raised on them backroads where the streets fold They been throwin' up sets I been throwin' up art [Verse 1:] Couple things that I can't explain but it drives me insane It's a cold world but I'm locked in Everyday can't be same but I stay in my lane On the job but I never clocked in I don't get overtime when I go overtime Over time started puttin' in time for myself Tryna find real wealth in this world They don't like that a soul like mine tryna find a way out When I spin that block Don’t cry me a river, we done been here before on the same old rock Cold weather gon’ drop Eyes on me, calling HOA I’m on neighborhood watch Go and put me on the watchlist Tell em come and watch this Flow so cold got em pop lock and droppin’ Those who claimin' the top never came from the bottom I was still on them backroads playin' in the lobby I was openin' doors they kept closin' in Puttin' dreams over needs they keep crashin' in Let me go now they takin' me back again Insecure you could just be a better man It’s so many people I’m better than But I humble myself and it’s evident Hottest topic that ish been irrelevant I’m addressin' a room full of elephants From the block where they flippin' and sellin' it From a home that was never too delicate I was raised in environments people would die right in front of ya house from the elements A/B honor roll baby intelligent Ain’t really nun you can tell the kid Always top of my classes When I look back I was raised to be proper with etiquette [Bridge:] Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) [Chorus:] Riding round town with a hole in my chest If you shoot better aim for the heart Cupid got drunk so them arrows gon miss I can tell he don’t know real love Got away from the soul ties and the false lies So glad that a lifestyle tore us apart Got raised on them backroads where the streets fold They been throwin' up sets I been throwin' up art [Bridge:] Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot, better aim for the heart (head) Tell em if you gon’ shoot