Heart on my sleeve

I mix nation for real I fucked up love, I did it bad, I did that by myself I'm missin' shit I never had, like why them millions ain't here I wore that paint on top my back and I ain't ask for no help I know they watched em do me foul and I ain't ask for no ref I put that ice inside my cup, hope it get cold as Minnesota I couldn't give no ho, no heart, but I could give a cold shoulder And all the odds were stacked against me, weighin' heavy like a boulder I'm so real, I won't even do the show if I don't f*ck with promoters Watch him, he gon' blow it, you better keep your stick I seen his eyes, he traumatized, that boy been through some shit That karma come around and bite you, they say life a bitch You better watch that ho, she triflin', I know she gon' switch That bullet barely graze my uncle, he ain't need a stitch If it go down, I know he solid, he ain't never snitch Before I go, I be like Roddy, all my niggas rich Put gold on all they neck like we ain't have a pot to piss I'm in the middle of the party and Is it bad I wear my heart on my sleeve And wonder why they always hurtin' me I know I left some time, but why they always leave I got so used to havin' nightmares Tell me why I can't move in my dreams And tell me why they always follow me Know it get dangerous, this ain't the life I chose for me But this the life I lead Shit sound like music to my ears when I'm pissed off I see my niggas scratchin' skin off that fentanyl I watch too many people change on me That shit wasn't my fault, but you went and put the blame on me Cocaine music up the street We bumpin' CMG, I still f*ck with her I just love how this hoe used to be I tried to pass my dawg the rock, but he ain't PNB If I shoot you, shoot, goddamn, you fuckin' up the chemistry I bust my fye till the pole, hot we turn at road blocks Can't stop, I got too much at stake, this texas roadhouse Trez get to sangin' with that chopper like rehearsin' gospel I was big three before we ever mentioned Jesper Dahmer No Betty Crocker, I want cake so she can keep the cookie In other words, I need my pape, ho, you can keep the pussy I'm tryin' to go from state to state But I know them niggas lookin', finally made it in the class Cause I got tired of playin' hooky, but instead I'm in the middle of the party and Is it bad I wear my heart on my sleeve And wonder why they always hurtin' me I know I love some time, but why they always leave I got so used to havin' nightmares Tell me why I can't move in my dreams And tell me why they always follow me Know we get dangerous, this ain't the life I chose for me But this the life I lead, yeah