lance devinci heart.on.my.sleeve şarkı sözleri

I'm stargazing Success so close I can taste it Punching in and out Clocking long nights and long days in Shift my focus Don't get no rest, sleeps for suckers What vacation? No breakfast, no bed rest, no holidays in My check outs when I'm blazing some California tasting weed grown out some niggas basement Or when fornicating with a bitch who keep my fire blazing She want to be my lady Nope, I got problems baby I drop my dick and then I dip I know it drive you crazy Candy paint on the whip kiss the sun while I pull out your driveway and then I hit the highway Yeah, I like it that way Yeah, I like it that way Yeah, I like it that way Yeah, I like it that way, yeah Heart on my sleeve I'm never gone stop I'm a stick to the plan Sweat tears This is me bleeding I know some rap niggas be misleading Can't take it back nigga I just move forward Never slacking nigga, I'm too important Been growing impatient, Its torture Tryna' stretch my dollars to fortunes Momma pray I stay imported with good values and choices I been tryna' dodge evil forces Walk clean can't crease the forces My energy divinity DeVinci defeating all his enemies Stuck between the vanities Insanities been handing me plays Manipulate the hand that God gave Is this your card? Magician, I'm a make all my dreams become realities Sleep walking zombies in my face Headshot take it to the brain Only way to level on this plane I never did fit in Grown man, who the hell kidding? Phone home, I need my space sitting on my throne Nowadays I'm vibing more alone Not picking up my phone Do not disturb zoned Stopped fucking with the hoes fucking with my soul Some Block lists I'm on Might star 67 Play the hoe my song Now I'm rambling on Heart on my sleeve, heart in the beat, heart in my bars Harder to breathe Hardened my heart to bare everything that the world throws at me Can't let the pressure overwhelm in me I got somethings to offer World, hear me Rapping like my soul gone leave me if I don't give it all I got I swear my heart is all I got I wear it like that shit was lost It never had a price, no cost I'm sick of lost, I got a cough Been a hustler, been a boss F*ck tomorrow, need it now…
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