Yuh
Grew up in the streets with no heart
Yuh, I grew up in the streets with no heart
Grew up in the streets with no heart, I’m heartless
Yuh, I’m on whatever
Come by the trap, talk on the phone
I don’t trust n#gg#, so come on my own
Runnin’ the trap, I’m {?} y’all n#gg#s like Jones
Wanna leave the bodies full a bag of bones
Servin’ these fiends at full stones
Now I’m on stage, I’m throwin’ these shows
f#ckin’ these hos, mine are {?} blown
I’m on that real sh#t, I’m on that real n#gg# sh#t, I’m on real f#ck sh#t
I limit an enemy
Keep a pencil like me, it’s {?}
p#ss# n#gg#s hatin’ on me ’cause they know the streets are feelin’ me
n#gg# wanna talk sh#t but I’ll blow his {?}
Blow his mama’s house, blow the whole house
Yah, grew up in the streets without no heart
Yah, I grew up in the streets, I got no heart, yah
I grew up in the streets, I got no heart
Yah, heartless m#th*rf#ck*r
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