Let Your Heart Go (Break My Soul)

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Clifford Joseph Harris, Jr. (born September 25, 1980), better known by his stage name T.I., by his nickname Tip and by his alter ego T.I.P., is an American hip hop recording artist, film and music producer, actor and author. He is also the founder and co-chief executive officer (CEO) of Grand Hustle Records. more »

Year:

2014

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We said we'll never be, just a memory yea
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I never let your heart go

Aye, man, remember all nigga we had
With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag
We got it all with the crack
Lookin' for the plug in the mall with the gat
Nah, he neva loaned me a pad
But he loaned me a ride, put it all in the bag
I could ya just call me with that?
Actin' like ya think ya gettin' all it back
Still remember standin' all alone in the trap
Waitin' on a play, lookin' for a way
And then my big cou pPull up on me one day
Got his homie Toomp to put some beats on tap
And it been on since then
Damn, I can't believe you been gone since then
I really miss my nigga, Tremele I know you up there nigga

We said we'll never be, just a memory
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I neva let your heart go
And no, I neva let your

Remember we was just sixteen
Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings
Now we numb like morphine, to the gunplay, everyday is a war scene
But y'all were my nigga, no matter what I knew, could call up my nigga
And any bullshit involvin' my nigga, 30 rounds in my clip spray it all for my niggas
You were just teenagers, prove it to the Gs in the hood we able
Just to ball on these haters, do a movie screen major
You and me, playa, why they have to give my nigga life?
We gon' ball like a dog till we bring 'em back
Really miss ya nigaa, ain't no mo'fuckin' lie
Pimp Squad till we die, free my nigga cap

We said we'll never be, just a memory yea
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I never let your heart go
And no, I never let your

I admitted I've seen back in the day how silly I seeemd
Sellin' cocaine wasn't really my dream
Could get my family farther than anyone seen
And if anyone seen where I made it today, prolly really one thing
With 12 in the face, know he fittin' to run game
Ain't gon' trick me into sayn anyone name
Nope was just in the cell 'bout that
For weeks, I was mad as hell 'bout that
Police ain't shit, really wasn't my shit
It was his and they knew I was a playa bout that
Aye, for every time I'm strapped the 12 ride by ain't find my strap
Judge would a hit a nigga heart bout that
And nigga with some sense thankin' Got 'bout that

We said we'll never be, just a memory yea
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I never let your heart go

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