Heart (Outro)

She keep asking when the tape gonna drop
She just tryna see if it pop, I see the teeth in the opps
I know they wanna see if I'm popped
And if I'm up send 3s till I drop
But I could never I got beef to settle, I call niggas that got metal that let it rock like Pebbles
Pray to god I never settle, keep aside the devil
You leave the streets you get a medal, but momma see a rebel
She don't know I'm tryna get her out
Get her whips, bigger house
Pay her debts, send her out
Focus on a better route
No 9-5s for my guys I'm tryna build something to get us out, just clear the route
But niggas be having hate in their heart
Always had the hate from the start, just had to fake it as love
They keep a face play it smart
Niggas being snakes in the dark, but on the gram that's ya heart

Ima let that shit breathe

I seen niggas do bro slime when he took it that 5
Same niggas would've cried and never took the time
He took that for the guys so when I'm up he high
If I shine he shine, won't see me on a line he not
On another note
A nigga subbing me in any song they wrote
It's prolly causing they bm wanna show her throat
But when I see em they don't show the smoke
Cause Niggas that I be with move like something broke, last nigga got his brother poked
Too much much info, all my niggas 10 toes
Ain't worried bout a pencil stating how it went tho
I'm loyal to my kinfolk and any dog I send for
I'm just writing shit I dreamt of shit I did or live for
No ogs to show us so we preach to hova, Henny leaning over
Apps can't keep the score up, peter roll em
Ain't have a pops but I ain't need to know em
Built my morals from the streets and corners, if you got it you don't need to show it



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Rosario
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