4onzii - Heartless Lyrics

My nigga he struggle to focus
He off of the yerkie he really love poppin a bean
Living in wizards of waverly place
I promise that everything ain't what it seem
Consistency mix it with focus
I got a chip on my shoulder
My mama don't think i can go far in life with only a high school diploma
Saying that i never got the time, i feel i'm running out of it
I might need you to go down on me cause this stress got me out of it
Don't ask me how i got it done, just know i'm not proud of it
I can't let you make the mistakes that i did, not allowing it
When i get the numbers right im hitting up Ricky
Gotta put it in writing in case they move shifty
Feel it inside my veins it's getting too risky
My parents throw me away don't wanna deal with me
Losing friends every day and i can't help that
Throwing dirt on my name and i suspect that
Probably won't talk again and i accept that
Never broken that promise and yes i kept that
Rather be getting money instead of playing 2K
Aim it at your fitted tryna turn it to a toupé
Shorty she badder than ever thinking she kerrueche
Fuck all the modesty
There's really no comparison
Father reminding me how i wasn't born american
Telling all the relatives how i'm a big embarrassment
Reminding myself i can't react off of adrenaline
And we know it
In the worst scenarios
They gon switch up or they fold
That's just how the story goes
That's just how the story goes
That's just how the story
That's just how the story goes...
In the night I hear em talk the coldest story ever told
Is somewhere far along this road
He lost it all to a city so heartless
So cold and heartless

My nigga he struggle to focus
He off of the yerkie he really love poppin a bean
Living in wizards of waverly place
I promise that everything ain't what it seem
Consistency mix it with focus
I got a chip on my shoulder
My mama don't think i can go far in life with only a high school diploma
Saying that i never got the time, i feel i'm running out of it
I might need you to go down on me cause this stress got me out of it
Don't ask me how i got it done, just know i'm not proud of it
I can't let you make the mistakes that i did, not allowing it
When i get the numbers right im hitting up Ricky
Gotta put it in writing in case they move shifty
Feel it inside my veins it's getting too risky
My parents throw me away don't wanna deal with me
Losing friends every day and i can't help that
Throwing dirt on my name and i suspect that
Probably won't talk again and i accept that
Never broken that promise and yes i kept that
Rather be getting money instead of playing 2K
Aim it at your fitted tryna turn it to a toupé
Shorty she badder than ever thinking she kerrueche
Fuck all the modesty
There's really no comparison
Father reminding me how i wasn't born american
Telling all the relatives how i'm a big embarrassment
Reminding myself i can't react off of adrenaline
And we know it
In the worst scenarios
They gon switch up or they fold
That's just how the story goes
That's just how the story goes
That's just how the story
That's just how the story goes...
In the night I hear em talk the coldest story ever told
Is somewhere far along this road
He lost it all to a city so heartless
So cold and heartless