Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Heart, artist - 21 Savage. Album song Savage Mode, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Slaughter Gang
Song language: English
No Heart |
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? |
Why these niggas cappin' so hard? |
Why you got a 12 car garage? |
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? |
Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard |
I turn that fucking soft into some hard |
I grew up in the streets without no heart |
I’m praying to my Glock and my carbon |
I sit back and read, like Cat in the hat |
21 Savage, the cat with the MAC |
21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back |
Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats |
Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks |
I’m a real street nigga bitch |
I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax |
Pussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the |
fire |
Wet your mama’s house, wet your grandma’s house, keep shootin' until somebody |
die |
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July |
You was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire |
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Panthersville |
Eighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field |
Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield |
Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I’m screaming fuck a deal |
Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don’t even need a pill |
I listen to your raps, thought you was hard |
You ain’t even street for real |
Niggas love sneak dissing on twitter |
They don’t want beef for real |
And all these niggas play like they tough |
'Til a nigga get killed |
'Til a nigga get spilled, |
'Til your blood get spilled |
I’mma at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I’m John Dill' |
«I been with you since day one. |
Savage, I ain’t even hating.» |
So what’s up with all that Instagram shit? |
«Savage, I was just playin'.» |
Y’all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians |
Pull up on you, tie your kids up |
Pistol whip you while your bitch naked |
«Come on, man. |
Savage, you know I always play your mixtape.» |
Yeah, nigga, fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes |
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? |
Why these niggas cappin' so hard? |
Why you got a 12 car garage? |
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? |
Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard |
I turn that fucking soft into some hard |
I grew up in the streets without no heart |
I’m praying to my Glock and my carbon |
So much dope that it broke the scale |
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells |
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale |
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt |
Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up |
Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up |
Niggas actin', like groupies, they don’t know us |
Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus |
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? |
Why these niggas cappin' so hard? |
Why you got a 12 car garage? |
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? |
Cause these niggas pussy and I’m hard |
I turn that fucking soft into some hard |
I grew up in the streets without no heart |
I grew up in the streets without no heart |
So much dope that it broke the scale |
They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells |
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale |
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt |