HeartBeat (For Keeps) ft. The O Lyrics

Listen to my heartbeat

It match the rhythm of the shells hitting concrete

Everybody know what's up but they ain't see

They say the boy too ice cold they got a hot seat

I know I know I know I ain't got far to go

I show I show I show how much a nigga grown

Listen to my heartbeat

They playing games in the streets and they play for keeps

Seen enough, they ain't acting right

Guns and Roses destruction is the appetite

It's so easy to think they out to get me

Welcome to the jungle this ain't Paradise City

My rhymes as smooth as silk but it cuts like a Razor

I'm a Hell raiser they enticed by the flavor

I grew from concrete I made it from the bottom

Now I'm in studios riding beats like a slalom

There cant be too many days like this

I'm supposed to be on speedboats drinking bottles of Cris'

I showed how I was inspired by actual events

I pray to a higher power to repent for my sins

I had to leave home to find a piece of me

But I still hear Smoke On inside my friend's Caprice

Everyday, Everyday it's the same ol shit

But I take a hit of the herb and I handle my biz

Listen to my heartbeat

It match the rhythm of the shells hitting concrete

Everybody know what's up but they ain't see

They say the boy too ice cold they got a hot seat

I know I know I know I ain't got far to go

I show I show I show how much a nigga grown

Listen to my heartbeat

They playing games in the streets and they play for keeps

Now this the way

It's sposed to go

Them late nights

I was posted low

Knowing I was

Pose to blow

Postin posters

At the corner stoop

Cds shirts and weed

Whatever will get

The dough ya know

Niggas act like you

Ain sposed to grow

All seeds bear fruit

Tell me how you

Let yo ocean flow

I take a loss

But imma go some mo

See the lessons

Not failures

That's how I set

A different course

I'm takin flights

Gettin to this dough now

Climbing at fast pace

I don't plan to slow down

Miss me wit the 360

I ain merry go round

Only bout the 180

Changes in my soul now

I had to go within

To find a piece of me

I know it really wasn't

Workin wit the Jesus piece

Everyday is the same ol shit

I roll a few blunts of gas

And I just don't quit