Hurt my heart

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The moves I make for me and the gang, no one else
They say if you want something done, lil' nigga, just do it yourself
I'm really not worried bout critics, I really came out of the trenches, was battling death
I was just seven years old when a nigga had up that pistol, I wasn't even prepped
Bitch, don't call my phone right now, I'm battling demons
They don't even know what I'm bout, niggas hate me for no reason
These streets don't love nobody, wouldn't hurt my heart to leave em
I was raised up keeping it solid, you hurt my heart, you bleedin
I'm clutchin the strap round my brothers like, nigga just give me a reason
You know all we got is each other, gon' hurt my heart to leave ya
Kept it real and you ain't like it, don't acknowledge that as beefin
We was dead, broke, solid, start havin' problems once we eatin
Mamas say I gotta lead em, I'm guessin' it's just how the game go
Niggas ain't see me in seasons, I been workin' towards all of my main goals
It was loyalty, they didn't acknowledge it, now they wanna cry about how they got changed on
I branched off and went insane on em
I stayed down playin' the same role
Shit got rocky, it changed roles, you'll switch up for the fame won't it?
The trials came, I seen it, they ain't want it , it's a struggle to battle your main homies
I been locked in on my main focus, unstoppable once I got gang on it
Your face all you got, don't put stain on it, had to face it, my life came with pain on it
The moves I make for me and the gang, no one else
They say if you want somethin' done, lil' nigga, just do it yourself
I'm really not worried bout critics, I really came outta the trenches was battlin' death
I was just seven years old when a nigga had up that pistol, I wasn't even prepped
Bitch, don't call my phone right now, I'm battlin' demons
They don't even know what I'm bout, niggas hate me for no reason
These streets don't love nobody wouldn't hurt my heart to leave em
I was raised up keepin' it solid, you hurt my heart, you bleedin
Hurt my heart, I split you, every time you call, I deliver
I'm in a fucked up dilemma, leave my day ones for the real ones
If she ain't solid, I don't feel her
Should I stay down and help try to heal her?
Make a vital mistake, I might kill her, I don't know what a hell of a feeling
I don't know how to handle my dealings , like niggas be playin', we shoulda had millions
Know I'm always gon' show my support, but these lil' niggas ego be too detrimental
He don't know that I know his true color, this lil' nigga think he one up on my mental
Niggas talk bout omertà , the real one
I might throw out the bait just to reel em
You know I, gotta go with my move, that's ten times outta ten
I can't, put my faith in women, can't put no faith in men
You know this the hard knock life I ain't doin' no cryin', cause this shit turn boys to men
As long as it's Ms in the end, play with my heart and catch two to the chin
The moves I make for me and the gang, no one else
They say if you want something done, lil' nigga, just do it yourself
I'm really not worried bout critics, I really came outta the trenches, was battlin' death
I was just seven years old when a nigga had up that pistol, I wasn't even prepped
Bitch, don't call my phone right now, I'm battlin' demons
They don't even know what I'm bout, niggas hate me for no reason
The streets don't love nobody, wouldn't hurt my heart to leave em
I was raised up keepin' it solid, you hurt my heart, you bleedin

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