Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Heart Ache, artist - 2KzDate of issue: 31.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Heart Ache |
| I got a heart ache from the streets |
| That’s some good niggas, they was here now they deceased |
| Me and my niggas break it down to have a feast |
| Wanna roll with gang? |
| You need some loyalty at least |
| My lil nigga strapped he plead allegiance to the streets |
| Only winners ride with me, we don’t bow down to the feet |
| Free all of my dawgs in the penitentiary |
| I got a heart ache from the streets, yeah |
| I got a heart ache from the streets |
| I’m runnin' with them niggas who ain’t scared to let it go |
| We some real trap niggas, summer time we seein' snow |
| Number one is high heat, but the price is real low |
| If you ain’t gang gang you can’t hang you gotta go |
| Only fucking with my niggas that was here before the glow |
| Niggas tellin' and I know |
| They ain’t silenter than the show |
| That’s guap, that’s cash throw, this shit out of control |
| Murder what you wrote |
| Cold world I need a Colt |
| Get it in the trap, watch my sears with the soap |
| Niggas wanna hang, I fuck around and gave 'em rope |
| 'Cause these niggas act like hoes it’s hard to tell a friend from foe |
| Shooters like Ginóbili, this a pair across the globe |
| All my niggas be on gold, green beam on the pole |
| What you feel like? |
| Livin' like The Wire but it’s real life |
| I’m just tryin' to make it off the feel like |
| I got a heart ache from the streets |
| That’s some good niggas, they was here now they deceased |
| Me and my niggas break it down to have a feast |
| Wanna roll with gang? |
| You need some loyalty at least |
| My lil nigga strapped he plead allegiance to the streets |
| Only winners ride with me, we don’t bow down to the feet |
| Free all of my dawgs in the penitentiary |
| I got a heart ache from the streets, yeah |
| I got a heart ache from the streets |
| Still ain’t nothin' sweet |
| Bet you’re not in change with the police and we don’t speak |
| And word about a plummet? |
| We ain’t never had no leaks |
| Hard to smile but gotta show these diamonds in my teeth |
| Used to get them birdies flyin' from the islands every week |
| Discreet, 'cause they talking 'bout them bitches on a beach |
| I remember weapons on the stove over the heat |
| I just stuck the recipe, but they selling' like it’s free |
| Yeah, mama never raised no fool |
| She: «Now my son said he just like you», «cool» |
| 'Cause the paper stuck to me like glue, oo |
| MJs like I’m ballin' with the flu, oo |
| I was, I was gettin' off that Off White |
| Now I’m on like, tell my dawgs it’s gon' be all right |
| Still in song sight |
| Ain’t no barkin', ain’t no dog fight |
| Told Kazz to pack his bags, time to be gone, right? |
| I got a heart ache from the streets |
| That’s some good niggas, they was here now they deceased |
| Me and my niggas break it down to have a feast |
| Wanna roll with gang? |
| You need some loyalty at least |
| My lil nigga strapped he plead allegiance to the streets |
| Only winners ride with me, we don’t bow down to the feet |
| Free all of my dawgs in the penitentiary |
| I got a heart ache from the streets, yeah |
| I got a heart ache from the streets |