Heart On Sleeve
Nah forreal
You know what I'm saying
You dig what I'm saying
I don't really like
I wear my heart on my sweater
I want cheese I talk mozzarella
I'm getting money I gotta live better
I feel like that man when I step in Margiela 
They walked in, in the bedroom you'll think that we wrestle
I'm giving good pipe o baby got good dome
I'm taking her down to my songs
I'm on the back roads speeding
He was my dawg but he changed on me like the seasons
I cut some niggas off they was leechin'
She don't wanna get to know me she just want my semen
I almost gave up I felt defeated
What I want around my neck I wanna freezer
You act like a female I call you Medea
I'm hotter than flames I'm talking bout fever
I hear a challenge it's on
She stay for a couple hours then she gone
Little niggas you better watch yo tone
And free my dawg only talk on the phone
He got a baby
I know that he missing his baby
Couple more months den he coming home
We gon get to them racks when he come home
I wear my heart on my sleeve
We talking real business we talking bout fees
Junkies scratching like they got the flees
I gotta keep on running up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Can't hang with the guys you ain't one of us
Finna be twenty up when the summer up
Told little bro put the cutters up
Once I touchdown in LA finna go to Rodeo 
Want diamonds dancing like Ayo and Teo
Tryna spread the racks like mayo
I met little shawdy she said ima a hole
Gotta flex on these niggas gotta get it
You say you a dog you ain't with it
My little shawdy said we gotta couple of minutes
We went for a hour she wanted me to finish
I wear my heart on my sweater
I want cheese I talk mozzarella
I'm getting money I gotta live better
I feel like that man when I step in Margiela
They walked in, in the bedroom you'll think that we wrestle
I'm giving good pipe o baby got good dome
I'm taking her down to my songs
I'm on the back roads speeding
He was my dawg but he changed on me like the seasons
I cut some niggas off they was leechin'
She don't wanna get to know me she just want my semen
I almost gave up I felt defeated
What I want around my neck I wanna freezer
You act like a female I call you Medea
I'm hotter than flames I'm talking bout fever

You know what I'm saying
You dig what I'm saying
I don't really like
I wear my heart on my sweater
I want cheese I talk mozzarella
I'm getting money I gotta live better
I feel like that man when I step in Margiela 
They walked in, in the bedroom you'll think that we wrestle
I'm giving good pipe o baby got good dome
I'm taking her down to my songs
I'm on the back roads speeding
He was my dawg but he changed on me like the seasons
I cut some niggas off they was leechin'
She don't wanna get to know me she just want my semen
I almost gave up I felt defeated
What I want around my neck I wanna freezer
You act like a female I call you Medea
I'm hotter than flames I'm talking bout fever
I hear a challenge it's on
She stay for a couple hours then she gone
Little niggas you better watch yo tone
And free my dawg only talk on the phone
He got a baby
I know that he missing his baby
Couple more months den he coming home
We gon get to them racks when he come home
I wear my heart on my sleeve
We talking real business we talking bout fees
Junkies scratching like they got the flees
I gotta keep on running up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Can't hang with the guys you ain't one of us
Finna be twenty up when the summer up
Told little bro put the cutters up
Once I touchdown in LA finna go to Rodeo 
Want diamonds dancing like Ayo and Teo
Tryna spread the racks like mayo
I met little shawdy she said ima a hole
Gotta flex on these niggas gotta get it
You say you a dog you ain't with it
My little shawdy said we gotta couple of minutes
We went for a hour she wanted me to finish
I wear my heart on my sweater
I want cheese I talk mozzarella
I'm getting money I gotta live better
I feel like that man when I step in Margiela
They walked in, in the bedroom you'll think that we wrestle
I'm giving good pipe o baby got good dome
I'm taking her down to my songs
I'm on the back roads speeding
He was my dawg but he changed on me like the seasons
I cut some niggas off they was leechin'
She don't wanna get to know me she just want my semen
I almost gave up I felt defeated
What I want around my neck I wanna freezer
You act like a female I call you Medea
I'm hotter than flames I'm talking bout fever

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Writer(s): Aric Motton
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