Heart of the City

Life is what you make out it
Based off the chances you take
You can see the way things gonna play out it
Fear in the Leary
And the strong neva worry
About what they gon say bout it
Put ya heart in it
Yeah put ya all in it
And don't forget to pray bout it
Some people may doubt it
Then you found the way outta nothing
You was in the cut and waiting for an opportune
Timing everything
Got the light then let it beam
Let it blind out a crowded room
Bar heavy bass in my voice make a mountain move
Queen said I look younger everyday like I found the fountain youth
Told her nah I just found the truth
Only make moves
If hearts in it
Like BIG said
Had to take risks
When the losses
Were too big
Had to fall back
Let it all stack
Still maintain
I had to find love
Had to find love for the game
It's real balance
Cause the pen flawless
Quarter ounce tape inhale this
Rollin on the la la la
Got the drive of an Aston Martin
Mach 5 nigga take flight
Used to cut kinkos on the late night (uhh)
Jewel case full of jewels as I move states
Now the playlist is a mixtape (shit)
Great

Who got the most heart
Where ya heart at
Better go hard
Sing to me now
La la la
Sing to me now
La la la

Dream wit me now
Paint the scene wit me now
07 ride clean wit me now
Got a show every week wit me now
Pull up to the coliseum wit me now
Whoa
Lil Wayne, Jeezy on the headline
C.U.T was on the under card
Walking on stage feeling butterflies
Room of 10 thousand going hard
Interviewed after we tore it down
Back when 92 one took the payola
Never threw a dime over that over that way
Always gave it back to the fan base
Now I'm getting streams and the BDS
Stay in rotation the king is blessed
Earn my love off giving more
Others get by off saying less
They ain't got no heart
We the ones pushing the boundaries
Breaking the doors down from the art
Walls we get sprayed on
All that we prayed for
Found, what my voice, was made for
We all got our own paths
Advance your life when you take yours
Where ya heart at
I been laying down bricks for the foundation a nigga need a hard hat
OG other niggas Jackin
Flow master the green jacket
Put the cheese on ya head like a green packer
Never seen lackin
Serena grip and a mean back hand

Try me
If you got heart (Who you)
Where ya heart at (Uh where)
Better go hard
Sing to me now
La la la
Sing to me now
La la la

Vibe wit me now
Ayeehe



Credits
Writer(s): Illa Styles
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