OShea Woodhouse - I GOT HEART Lyrics

I got heart playa
Never let a hater hold me back
And the Town on my jersey
Cuz the H is where I'm at
This a thug song not a love song
They got gats
But I never been a street dude
Made it out the trap
But don't get it twisted
Yo hoe ass could get slapped
Talkin down on my name
Don't try to give me dap
Posting memes on your story
Better say it wit yo chest
Haters laugh a lot
They don't get no checks
Haters laugh a lot
But they don't do the math a lot
A lot of leased
A lot of rented
They too flashy huh
Flexing on the weekend
They use cash a lot
Get your credit up homie
Big flex
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
If you living with your mamma
On her internet
You just pay attention
Better pay your debt
Get your credit right
You ain't major yet
You be pillow talking
To somebody chick
Sending heart eyes to somebody chick
Hell nah
You be tryna hit
But ain't got a crib
She be flirting back
But she in his bed
You be hating hard
Cuz your game is dead
I can spot a hater from a mile away
They gossip with women
Tryna get some play
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
Keep it one hunnid wit me
Giving the game free
Y'all just too focused on getting these women
When you need to focus on getting some green
I know how she look in them jeans
Don't be a hoe be a pro
And never throw dirt on your bro
Loyalty over the glow
And when you start sharing them secrets
They know you tuck in on the low
I'm tryna get me some doe
I'm tryna get me some bread
You tryna get you ahead
I'm peeping game you a fed
We don't talk game with the feds
Show some heart playa
For real
We all got it
Where your heart playa
Creeping through that bird chest
Shorty gotta them curves
Attitude making me nervous
Ima look on purpose
It feel like it's meant to be
I was hearing angelous melodies
Humming like when Cudi sings
Oh she peep the kid too
Wonder if she jam screw
Ima be the man soon
Hope she like potential
But I'm driving hoopty
I ain't flexing in a rental
If she want me on The come up
Then I'm rocking with her mental
Breakfast continental
I don't like when hoes tell
I don't call a woman hoe
This one of one no wholesale
Huh

I got heart playa
Never let a hater hold me back
And the Town on my jersey
Cuz the H is where I'm at
This a thug song not a love song
They got gats
But I never been a street dude
Made it out the trap
But don't get it twisted
Yo hoe ass could get slapped
Talkin down on my name
Don't try to give me dap
Posting memes on your story
Better say it wit yo chest
Haters laugh a lot
They don't get no checks
Haters laugh a lot
But they don't do the math a lot
A lot of leased
A lot of rented
They too flashy huh
Flexing on the weekend
They use cash a lot
Get your credit up homie
Big flex
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
If you living with your mamma
On her internet
You just pay attention
Better pay your debt
Get your credit right
You ain't major yet
You be pillow talking
To somebody chick
Sending heart eyes to somebody chick
Hell nah
You be tryna hit
But ain't got a crib
She be flirting back
But she in his bed
You be hating hard
Cuz your game is dead
I can spot a hater from a mile away
They gossip with women
Tryna get some play
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
Getting fly on my haters
They love to look
She love the way I talk
She gon love the hook
I rather be sleepless
Than underbooked
Houston's best kept secret
Won't overlook
Keep it one hunnid wit me
Giving the game free
Y'all just too focused on getting these women
When you need to focus on getting some green
I know how she look in them jeans
Don't be a hoe be a pro
And never throw dirt on your bro
Loyalty over the glow
And when you start sharing them secrets
They know you tuck in on the low
I'm tryna get me some doe
I'm tryna get me some bread
You tryna get you ahead
I'm peeping game you a fed
We don't talk game with the feds
Show some heart playa
For real
We all got it
Where your heart playa
Creeping through that bird chest
Shorty gotta them curves
Attitude making me nervous
Ima look on purpose
It feel like it's meant to be
I was hearing angelous melodies
Humming like when Cudi sings
Oh she peep the kid too
Wonder if she jam screw
Ima be the man soon
Hope she like potential
But I'm driving hoopty
I ain't flexing in a rental
If she want me on The come up
Then I'm rocking with her mental
Breakfast continental
I don't like when hoes tell
I don't call a woman hoe
This one of one no wholesale
Huh