HEARTLESS Lyrics

I ain't talking much I'm keeping quiet

See some people losing touch, out here walking like they're lions

See that front, but I ain't saying nothing I'm just eyeing

Once you fall I'll let you plummet not clutching no fucking iron

I play my cards right, no off-white I'm incognito

This ain't on sight, wont be no long fight if you want the free smoke

I got people that been working long nights, they tryna eat bro

Do that shit that make ya fucking mom cry, better keep low

I go beast mode, this no free throw

It's time to charge the lane

These liars sparked the flame

No more hiding off from the pain

It's time to face my shit just like this blunt I rolled

Fuck who hating I ain't sleeping with no one eye closed

I'm resting comfortably cuz if I die that's what God wrote

After what I've seen don't mind leaving some unturned stones

I'm living like this shit my last day you can't take nothing from me

I'm living this life in the fast lane who's gon keep up the speed

Yeah

Who gon ride, ride

Yeah, who gon ride

Yeah who gon ride, ride

Look

I came back with a vengeance

This for more than the bread bitch

Don't ask me to forgive, go ask God for repentance

I ride with some friends with the nines with extensions

Mom turned her head when the cops tried to sentence

Now I don't feel the love, smoke this turn my speakers up

I don't need no one, heart cold but I'm heating up

Like Steph, had to hit 'em w the heat check

Got my feet wet, I seen some shit that I ain't never gon repeat, yeah

Can't reset, this the life that we chose

I tried to cheat death before, but now I'm ready to go, yeah

We gon see who ready to die

I look the devil in the eye, fuck where he setting the price

Fuck where he setting the price yeah

Cuz I ain't selling out

I could give a fuck who got that bezel now, cuz

When the dust settle down

Time gon set the crown

On the head of the real ones

Promise to myself

These motherfuckers won't steal nothing

I ain't no middleman no Malcolm

Fuck your outcome I want my cut this ain't no talcum

You gon feel this shit

This ain't rhymes or innocent lies

No this the realest bitch

Straight from god there's only one mind, I built my pyramids

One brick, at time

Don't skip, we live and we die

Don't trip, ain't really no time

Just the present so direct your attention

To the front now this class in session

Tension in their perceptions of me see it in expressions

Telling me that I need direction

Rebel teen that would speak the message

Now all I need is a little leverage

For the masses to hear to me

But I know half 'em won't feel me Just a fraction gon really

Get what I've been rapping fearing that I'm gon die alone

The world won't hear my soul

The reaper bouta make the call I hear the dial tone