Black Heart Lyrics

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