Chrome Heart

My heart made of chrome fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find the reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
Open the blinds these niggas shady
(These niggas shady)

I don't know why these old niggas think it's the 80's or some
Like wе ain't all grown men now with our own fuckin mind
Like you ain't know you'll burn your hand
When you playing with that iron
How you saying that I don't givе when I'm so quick to give a dime?
And them dimes add up when it's time after time
Say you want to see me shining, but you fuckin up my grind right now
If this was '08 or '9, then I'm D wade in his prime
Okay, he way ahead of time
You got your own business, why the hell you way all over here in mine?
Still hit them stages and get shy, baby
I cannot lie, that's why I'm high
No, that wasn't our work, so we don't smoke that guy
One time for the skinny nigga, two times for the fat guy
Why did God give all these niggas a at bar? That shit dangerous
If this is how a star treated, I don't wanna be famous
Say, I just want to go nameless, and conversate with my angels

My heart made of chrome, fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find the reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
(To let 'em take me, you crazy)

And nigga, it can be Shand's or Grady
(Or Grady, Grady-Grady)
You know, any city, any town, this shit can go down
Why you bring the bitch around Leave the ho where you found
See why Deedee said have nobody 'round whenever you count-up
Gotta watch the niggas that steal it and helped you find it
Shit, you done it, you did it, should've took the diamonds with you
Probably hit the road in a Civic, they wasn't grinding like this
Shit, matter of fact
It wasn't none of these niggas riding in that bitch
But I guess everybody wanna come around when it's lit
Soon as the fire goes down, that's when I seen 'em all here now
I don't give a fuck, I just want to see 'em all here
No, you bet not spare nobody, but old women and the kids
Cause some of them hoes ain't innocent, I'm knowing what they did
So if you see that creep-bitch, you better split her wig
My heart ain't pumping nothing unless I'm in this Matty Boy fit
(This Matty Boy fir, fir-fit)

My heart made of chrome, fuck sticks and stones
And you know a word can't break me, baby
Still can't find the reason why they hate me, baby
I done came too far to let 'em take me, you crazy
Open the blinds, these niggas shady
(These niggas shady, I know)

I can't turn my back on y'all, forever twelve like Tom Brady
Niggas do shit and play crazy like (Like)
Like I don't think about my mama, got so much love for that lady
I grind and grind, I know I'm her baby
Mm-mm, mm
Mm, mm-mm, mm