No Heart
Kid Buddha
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Yeah staring at this camera wit my watch on, icon Tell em turn the TV up excite mom I'm raw They don't know me yet but I'm feeling like the top dawg Everywhere I go niggas love to get you knocked off Gotcha shorty in the backseat yeah I f*ck her raw dawg Keep saying my name weird taste like some hot sauce Took his bitch instead of his paper so he got robbed wrong This is my song let the top go N If you talk about this life I'm living, rob ya for ya pot to piss in Brodie tryna rock im wit it, Every single Glock extended Sorry to my momma but this type of living sticking wit me I been tryna make a million dollars from a couple Penny's Odds stacked on em they don't make it out my fucking city Couple niggas coming with me, F*ck the rest I see the envy Every single nigga never love me til they gotta miss me Lately I been tryna find time to never have a minute Slipping for a minute I'm back in it like I never left 10 toes down I Stand on everything I ever said Self doubts clouded was always working on a better step Cuz ever since I started don't feel like a nigga better yet Never lost the focus I was grinding Till they noticed me Post traumatic stress so move slowly when approaching me Tried to ride the wave but wasn't in the same boat as me They tried to hide the hate in the love that they was showing me They say can relate but wasn't no food up on my plate My rent was due my momma late a nigga started moving weight Cuz the way that I was raised wasn't no time to sit n wait Grew up fast I overcame all the obstacles was slowing me Foot up on they neck 10 toes up on they rosary So much on my chest I put my pain into the poetry No sleep I couldn't rest it's like these demons took control of me N everything I said I still meant they ain't no hoe in me N If you talk about this life I'm living, rob ya for ya pot to piss in Brodie tryna rock im wit it, Every single Glock extended Sorry to my momma but this type of living sticking wit me I been tryna make a million dollars from a couple Penny's Odds stacked on em they don't make it out my fucking city Couple niggas coming with me, F*ck the rest I see the envy Every single nigga never love me til they gotta miss me Lately I been tryna find time to never have a minute Own it, Drove it, Ride like you stole it Hold up wait a minute this my time so I wrote it Put the past in the pack roll it up I smoke it Deal with what you had that shit be different what you told me I'm honest Cards on the table I'm all In Started from the closest doing small gigs Recognize me now was a lost kid Staring at this camera wit my watch on, icon Tell em turn the TV up excite mom im raw They don't know me yet but I'm feeling like the top dawg Everywhere I go niggas love to get you knocked off Gotcha shorty in the backseat yeah I f*ck her raw dawg Keep saying my name weird taste like some hot sauce Took his bitch instead of his paper so he got robbed wrong This is my song let the top go If you talk about this life I'm living, rob ya for ya pot to piss in Brodie tryna rock im wit it, Every single Glock extended Sorry to my momma but this type of living sticking wit me I been tryna make a million dollars from a couple Penny's Odds stacked on em they don't make it out my fucking city Couple niggas coming with me, F*ck the rest I see the envy Every single nigga never love me til they gotta miss me Lately I been tryna find time to never have a minute My decision I ain't finished til these niggas know I'm never leaving Inna minute I be living all the shit that I been dreaming Pressure on they neck I'm tryna make sure that they never breathing Forever scheming never leaving all my niggas steady eating Tryna turn this dime bag straight into a fucking million Broken beaten straight defeated never thought I'd leave my city Never understood the reason lately think I found the meaning Blood sweat and tears I ain't crying but I'm still bleeding
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Written by: andres ramos, trey whitley
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