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Just some real shit, for all y'all who are tired
Of the nothingness or the repetitiveness
That you hear on a daily basis,
This is just another little chest check for you
Where your heart at
Uh-huh, uh-huh, see where your heart at
Yeah, see where your heart at
Uh-huh, uh-huh, see where your heart at
See, yeah, you see my heart's been in this music
Since an innocent boy
Parents blastin' R&B, Anita bringin' me joy
Lovin' music for the substance, you won't find it in soy
It's like my music has a last name, it's spelled McCoy
It's my serotonin mover, I relax and enjoy
So am I lookin' from a guppy to a full-grown coy
I had to break it on down like the tree of B-Boy
Cause the whisper in the wind said it's time to deploy
My own convoy, lookin' like that movie Troy
Who gon' seek and destroy after every decoy
No games, no toy, no gimmick, no ploy
Known around the world, Thailand and St. Croix
So I'm stayin' on guard like security or fensin
Like the offensive line when the defense blitzin
So watch your step in the field when you're crossin' the line
Before you go, you should know, here's some things you should find
Where your heart at
Cause you gon' have to guard that
A hoe in the game, you gon' have to charge that
Where your heart at
Bring your boots and hard hat
Cause ready or not, ain't no option to fall back
Where your heart at
Cause you gon' have to guard that
A hoe in the game, you gon' have to charge that
Where your heart at
Bring your boots and hard hat
Cause ready or not, ain't no option to fall back
And all I know is the Pote so my heart is with Savannah
365 like a 12-month planner
Rep the whole state, St. Mary's to Atlanta
Rome to Augusta, such a G-A hustler
My familys my heart, so on them I guard
Held up on my backs so for them I go hard
Till I'm dead or deceased, givin' best regards
Then I'm put into the earth or my body is charred
Everyone I know a scarred, goin' no holds barred
Don't wanna get canned, but the good gets jarred
Play it slow sometimes, never full retard
Cause the one actin' hard has the first pulled card
Watch the niggas and the broads, on the streets and in your squad
Are they helpin' you propel or do they ride you like a quad
But I got some free game, let me chop it up for ya
Startin' with the mirror, so I got a question for ya
Where your heart at
Cause you gon' have to guard that
A hoe in the game, you might have to charge that
Where your heart at
Bring your boots and hard hat
Cause ready or not, ain't no option to fall back
Where your heart at
Cause you gon' have to guard that
A hoe in the game, you might have to charge that
Where your heart at
Bring your boots and hard hat
Cause ready or not, ain't no option to fall back
Full Force
All in, playboy
Yeah
Full Force
CPote shit
Homegrown shit
Full Force nigga
Where your heart at
Where your heart at
CPote shit
Homegrown shit
Nigga, 9-1-2
So where your heart at
Uh-huh, uh-huh
So where your heart at
Uh, uh, uh
Where your heart at
One more time for your mind
And another for your back
Where your heart at
C-Pote
C-Pote

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