Big Heart

Ay, I got real big heart
Ay, with the same ones from the start
Ay, new girl yellow like bart ew
Everyday I make art
I got real big heart
I got real big heart
New girl yellow like bart
Everyday I make art

Hard headed youngin
I pray with my pistol
I talk to the sky and I clear out my mental
Im hotter in Lawrenceville than Im in Brickell
Frank Ocean bumpin inside of my rental
I grew up on 3 Ninjas and Tommy Pickles
I still calibrate all my scales with a nickel
I still notice the real ones cause most of them fickle
I cant have no mercy im not sentimental
Im war ready daily I care for my baby
I still got bad habits I hope I see 80
Im making deposits I empty my savings
I still want forever
I do not want maybe
I got a big heart
I came from big city
I still hope they free Vinny like Remy
Hold up

Ay, I got real big heart
Ay, with the same ones from the start
Ay, new girl yellow like bart ew
Everyday I make art
I got real big heart
I got real big heart
New girl yellow like bart
Everyday I make art

Vintage the Carhartt
Vintage the Nike
Dri fit shirt layered under my Y3
Everything hi-key
Fetti still wifey
Never been follower
Never been hypebeast
Traphouse on the Westside go hyphy
Details pricey heart real icey
I hit licks in the black tea ew
I serve plays in the white tee ew
I still think about Dean Road
Im home sick but cant go home
I got a new quota to work on
I told my team to just hold on
And thats what they did cause they sturdy ew
My thoughts and my bankroll real dirty ew
I shoot from the logo like Curry ew
God got my back I'm not worried ew

Ay, I got real big heart
Ay, with the same ones from the start
Ay, new girl yellow like bart ew
Everyday I make art
I got real big heart
I got real big heart
New girl yellow like bart
Everyday I make art



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Francis Iv, Unknown Producer
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