MBNel - Heart lyrics
[MBNel - Heart lyrics]
Ayy
I make a call
I'm pullin' strings just like acoustics
Gettin' paid for all my music
It ain't the music
Mama used to stress off all the PG&E
So she tell us just not to use it
Teacher tried to help a nigga but
I went and I refused it
I ain't stupid
Love beatin' the blocks
I bought a chop just to abuse it
Ramen noodles, eggs and rice
I would never eat at no Ruth Chris
Got a chrome inside this Chrome Heart
Couldn't hit if you was Cupid
And speakin' of Cupid, ayy
Shout out my cousin Cupid
Ayy, we wipin' niggas' noses
Make you drip
Gon' need a tissue
Ever seen a body fall in the
Summer? Shit's cold as igloos
Say you fuckin' with a snake, shit
That just make a nigga hiss too
Fuckin' with a rat
Shit makes me think that you a snitch too
Campin' out in front your house, but I
Promise that we won't miss you
Ayy
Yeah, we did that drill, but we don't know
We just pretend to
Pick you up when you was down, shit
That's just what some friends do
Never picked her from the 'Gram, shit
I guess these niggas pretend to
Hate to see you doin' better, shit
They might just go against you
Just because you got a gun
That shit don't mean it's gon' protect you
Just because you love that bitch don't mean
That she ain't gon' finesse you
You was in that car, but
You wasn't shootin' shit
The boys will still arrest you
Walk a nigga down
Then watch his soul come out his body
When the chopper get to kickin'
Only time I know karate
You the type to do a drill
But only do it off of molly
Hate accusing us of bodies, was it
This year? I don't know
Probably
Gotta slow down on the pills
Shit is givin' nigga some mood swings
Ayy, that pistol by my side
That's my lil' boo thing
In an SRT, but I'm still cruising, ayy
I don't like to talk besides my music
You can't trick me off the
Streets 'cause I ain't stupid
Heard they sayin'
"You got a voice" so I'ma use it
Invest your time in me
I'll make it worth it
Know I made mistakes, nobody perfect, grrt
Walk a nigga down, we do him smirkish
Faceshot, blow a nigga mouth
For all that purpin'
'Fore you hop up in that car
Turn off your service
Bitch, I got an eight on top my jersey
I be runnin' with dogs who love to bite
You cause attention when you start to bark
Beat up his load so critical, turn the key
It won't start
My mama used to lock me out the
House, I was comin' home late
Way after dark
One thing that I learned
My biggest weakness was havin' a heart
I make a call
I'm pullin' strings just like acoustics
Gettin' paid for all my music
It ain't the music
Mama used to stress off all the PG&E
So she tell us just not to use it
Teacher tried to help a nigga but
I went and I refused it
I ain't stupid
Love beatin' the blocks
I bought a chop just to abuse it
Ramen noodles, eggs and rice
I would never eat at no Ruth Chris
Got a chrome inside this Chrome Heart
Couldn't hit if you was Cupid
And speakin' of Cupid, ayy
Shout out my cousin Cupid
Ayy, we wipin' niggas' noses
Make you drip
Gon' need a tissue
Ever seen a body fall in the
Summer? Shit's cold as igloos
Say you fuckin' with a snake, shit
That just make a nigga hiss too
Fuckin' with a rat
Shit makes me think that you a snitch too
Campin' out in front your house, but I
Promise that we won't miss you
Ayy
Yeah, we did that drill, but we don't know
We just pretend to
Pick you up when you was down, shit
That's just what some friends do
Never picked her from the 'Gram, shit
I guess these niggas pretend to
Hate to see you doin' better, shit
They might just go against you
Just because you got a gun
That shit don't mean it's gon' protect you
Just because you love that bitch don't mean
That she ain't gon' finesse you
You was in that car, but
You wasn't shootin' shit
The boys will still arrest you
Walk a nigga down
Then watch his soul come out his body
When the chopper get to kickin'
Only time I know karate
You the type to do a drill
But only do it off of molly
Hate accusing us of bodies, was it
This year? I don't know
Probably
Gotta slow down on the pills
Shit is givin' nigga some mood swings
Ayy, that pistol by my side
That's my lil' boo thing
In an SRT, but I'm still cruising, ayy
I don't like to talk besides my music
You can't trick me off the
Streets 'cause I ain't stupid
Heard they sayin'
"You got a voice" so I'ma use it
Invest your time in me
I'll make it worth it
Know I made mistakes, nobody perfect, grrt
Walk a nigga down, we do him smirkish
Faceshot, blow a nigga mouth
For all that purpin'
'Fore you hop up in that car
Turn off your service
Bitch, I got an eight on top my jersey
I be runnin' with dogs who love to bite
You cause attention when you start to bark
Beat up his load so critical, turn the key
It won't start
My mama used to lock me out the
House, I was comin' home late
Way after dark
One thing that I learned
My biggest weakness was havin' a heart