Woaheric - Heartbeat lyrics

Feel my heartbeat
Am I still alive feel my heartbeat
Am I still alive feel my heartbeat
Am I still alive feel my heartbeat

Am I still alive feel my heartbeat
Bae stop the car can you park it?
I gotta thank you for the hardest
You stayed
You promised to save me from my darkness
I wanna’ go search for apartments
I wanna’ be more than an artist
I wanna be the best and the smartest
If he talk shit we gon’ harm him

I don’t wanna go before I’m famous
Let me let the blade rip
I fucked that little bitch to the bass
Now the bass hit
Pour a couple dranks feel the
Space get the place lit
Treat it like a race leave
This place in a spaceship
I just want the money money money money
Yuh choppa hold a hundred
Hundred hundred hundred yuh we gon’ shoot he
Running running running running
Yeah we gon’ shoot he
Running running running running

Uh woke up real moody
Woke up with shawty we shooting a movie
Hand me the grabba, I’m rolling a lucy
I love the fronto
I’m hitting it smoothly aye
Truly like where are the ops at? I call up
Lil bro and we tryna’ roll opp packs
We run up on em’ knocking his top back
We run up on em’ choppa got knock back aye
Pussy right there is my target
We run up on him he out at the market
We shoot up on him, like my name Harden
Put him on TVs like his names Martin
Aye never was fronting
Choppa hold more than a dozen
Shoot at his grammy, his auntie, his cousin
Choppa shoot blocks Mac-11 stay
Steady it’s bussin’

Uh grabba with the Za in a Raw in be barking
Big dog shit hit eem’ all leave eem’ gushing
Taymor shit love my choppa it be bussin’
Big 30 rounds shoot an oppa who you rushing?
I just got love for the
Bitch, wanna’ with the bitch
Wanna’ fuck on the bitch in my own lane
I just wanna’ cuff on the bitch
Wanna’ wanna fuck the lil bitch
On my own plane

I don’t wanna go before I’m famous
Let me let the blade rip
I fucked that little bitch to the bass
Now the bass hit
Pour a couple dranks feel the
Space get the place lit
Treat it like a race leave
This place in a spaceship
I just want the money money money money
Yuh choppa hold a hundred
Hundred hundred hundred yuh we gon’ shoot he
Running running running running
Yeah we gon’ shoot he
Running running running running

Woke up real moody
Woke up with shawty we shooting a movie
Hand me the grabba, I’m rolling a lucy
I love the fronto, I’m hitting it smoothly
I just got love for the
Bitch, wanna’ with the bitch
Wanna’ fuck on the bitch in my own lane
I just wanna’ cuff on the bitch
Wanna’ wanna fuck the lil bitch
On my own plane

I don’t wanna go before I’m famous
Let me let the blade rip
I fucked that little bitch to the bass
Now the bass hit
Pour a couple dranks feel the
Space get the place lit
Treat it like a race leave
This place in a spaceship

I don’t wanna’ go before I’m faded
I’m wasted, now I’m running away from
A grave I’ve created yeah I’m wasted
Now I’m running away from a grave
That’s been chasing