Lyrics:
My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, whoa-oh
Make me your radio
Turn me up when you feel low
seems so far away
Don't know how love could leave without a trace
Where do silent hearts go?
Where does my heart beat now?
Where is the sound
That
that seems so far away
Don't know how love could leave without a trace
Where do silent hearts go?
Where does my heart beat now?
Where is the sound
a bagged up beat
Call the coroner
ICE in my driveway say imma foreigner
I'm in my space ship baby while we paying nip
I’m on this marathon u know it’s all
just checked out
My old ways I opt out project Kanye West College Dropout
Vibe to the beat
Vibe to the beat
Vibe to the beat
I'm vibing to the beat
Vibe
cause we abide by the fucking phonk
I ride with a fucking pump, look in my eyes
See the gristle, it lies under rizzle of my pride nigga
[Hook:
overalls
Just from my view I see over y'all
Got diamond lights they ain't cutting off
Like gunna Gunna took the top off
Making big bank cashing out a loft
breathing
At least I'm out here
Running up a check
Split that un even
I'll make sure that my team fed
I'll make sure that they eating
That heart cold
a foreigner
Wear no crown, I am a road warrior
Not your hero, not your savior
I’ll be gone tomorrow,
I’ll be gone tomorrow, see ya later!
Seize the day by
of all of my dreams
Countless memories of ours I'll never seem to delete
We went from lovers to some foreigners that don't even speak
Sitting by the fire,
I'm not with cuffing I rather just be by my lonley
I'm not with the simpin' I'm back to the pimping I'm feeling like goldie
I don't go to southern I
to touch it, look
Shatter the life I'd wanted to live
Battered alive, frying a chip
Heart to the sky, ask me to pick
And I'll tell you nicely; this is it
I
tell what he knows
Exposed to a life of crime since I was nine
Gettin' money by design, despite the time
Hustlin' to be a man and feed my fam
My wife, my
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
Pain in my heart carry burdens full of struggle
Why God, why God do I gotta bleed?
Every stone thrown at you restin' at my feet
Why God, why God do I
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
'Cause they don't understand why I act this way
Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
'Cause they don't understand why I act this way
Pumpin' up the funky beat until the break of day
flesh, I bled, then I start shedding
Dizzy, speaking backwards like a foreigner
Daydreaming bout giving a blunt whore a hernia
It's 4 in the morning, my
of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test
I'm rapping to the beat and me, the groove
And my friends are gonna try
To move your feet
You see I am
And it's my whole heart
Weighed and measured inside
And it's an old scar
Trying to bleach it out
And it's my whole heart
Deemed and delivered
the big business
Big business, big business, Man with the big business
G code with the five star
You know my name, I slide by
You know my style, my swag
their fortunes
Imported Porsches, cars manufactured by foreigners
Posting every pic of expensive liquor you pouring up
On the gram with a caption saying
Cheri Lady'!
And it goes down... like that. Come on!
Oh, I can't explain
Every time it's the same
Oh I feel that it's real
Take my heart
I've been
turned off suggestions
Live my life by my own discretion
You get the message
Nac or English you still be less than
Me
I put my heart on i c e
Cuz all you
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