Black Heart

Life gets hard some times I know dat So I keep ma heart blacked out like Kodak Keep a Couple of a 11s by side We grip and den we ride We thuggin thru these nights Yeah im rolling with da guys Scratch dat these ma brothers Mess wit one of mine we'll leave you'll 6 feet under You don't wanna hear it clap Like thunder Yeah we tryna get these figures Yeah im tryna grow these numbers All dem niggas chat Yeah they stunters Yeah uno imma come thru wit a bang this summer Ima get a rack Then a 100 more Finna roll up Buy da whole damn store Finna roll up Wit ma niggas Yeah ma drillers Niggas know da on da block yeah we dem hitters Tryna grow dem racks boss up and get em bigger Tryna get balance wit a gazaliion figures Man there's a hole in ma chest I don't know how to fill dat So I write songs hoping Hoping something will heal that Facing the truth is the shit I can't deal with Streets are mess so my hands where the steal is There's no point there's no goal Do not no Where to go Deepest dark thoughts written down on my phone Turned em into bangers So I can evolve When I'm in this mode I am not in control But now I know Where I wanna go Yeah I Just Wanna grow Might fly Out to Monaco Or bali Dubai Just go somewhere I ain't been before South Asia maybe like sinapore Nah cally ain't seen this typa tree before Yeah i Heard LA got best sneaker stores Yeah it's tru I'm always wit ma crew Cah I don't trust much Cah of the stuff I been thru So if I'm not with them Then Just no I'm on my ones Chillin with ma thoughts Man uno that ain't da one So i Speak my heart All up on these beats Uno this music Just be ma Remedy I don't beef my demons They ma frenemies Cah you Gotta have both sides When you on da streets Yh I no pain so I gotta keep it tuff now Yh I cool my self wit ma chain yh it's buss down Keep ma heart cold like my neck that's Enough now Man I'm tryna win in life score da goal get a touch Down Yeah you just gotta aim And go for what yu want I'm just tryna blow and get these millions Life gets hard some times I know dat So I keep ma heart blacked out like Kodak Keep a Couple of a 11s by side We grip and den we ride We thuggin thru these nights Yeah im rolling wit da guys Scratch dat these ma brothers Mess wit one of mine we'll leave you'll 6 feet under You don't wanna hear it clap Like thunder Yeah we tryna get these figures Yeah im tryna grow these numbers All dem niggas chat Yeah they stunters Yeah uno imma come thru wit a bang this summer Ima get a rack Then a 100 more Finna roll up Buy da whole damn store