Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guard Your Heart, artist - Big Sean.
Date of issue: 03.09.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Guard Your Heart |
I’m broken in pieces down to the soul |
I know the whole world can feel it |
I know that they can see it (Oh), uh |
Oh, I hate to admit that I need you, I need you, I need you |
Next to me |
You said that you would ride for me |
And I hear you |
But right now I need to feel you right next to me |
'Cause this is all I got, prove that you got me |
(Oh yeah) Oh yeah, yeah |
(Broken pieces) |
'Cause this is all I got, prove that you got me |
Yeah |
So if you say, «Nigga,» then I’ma say, «Is that a Ritz?» |
Mmm |
Ooh, fifty niggas deep (Deep), hundred niggas step |
Million Man March (Mmm), cracker, don’t you start (Yeah) |
Hold yo' head, guard yo' heart |
Hold yo' head, uh |
Nigga, get yo' bread, uh, light yo' spark |
Strike yo' mark, life don’t stop |
So hold yo' had, guard yo' heart |
Hold yo' head, yeah |
Conflictd in this free-based world of give and take (Take) |
'Cause I always rather give than to be the one sayin' thanks (Woah) |
Conflicted like bein' signed to Ye and managed by JAY |
Conflicted like bein' cool with Pusha and Drake (Damn) |
Conflicted like reppin' a city where I hardly stay (Stay) |
Or knowin' that you wrong but it’s too hard to say |
Hold yo' head (Hold yo' head), guard your heart (Guard your heart) |
In my life, those were the hardest parts (Yeah) |
So many dark times, I wish I caught a spark |
Or learned not seein' eye to eye could be fixed with a heart-to-heart (God) |
So many lost, I feel lost, got me feelin' like a real nigga, Holocaust |
Got me mournin' while it’s dark (Dark) |
Life’ll eat you alive, we know how to be a meal |
Shit, rather than see a mill', to make it out, you need a skill (Yeah) |
Thought I was past my past, but let’s be clear (Clear) |
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear (Swerve) |
Regrettin' everything in life is my only fear (My only fear) |
And you know what they say about not conquerin' fears (What?) |
If you don’t, then they’ll always be near |
As that reminder in your ear, shit that I ain’t tryna hear (Nah) |
Hold yo' head (Hold yo' head), guard your heart (Guard your heart) |
In my life, those were the hardest parts (Swerve) |
Oh, you mistake me fallin' down for fallin' off (Woah) |
Or mistake me bein' soft for speakin' from the heart |
I guess life hasn’t taught you as much as you thought |
Instead of pickin' up your missin' pieces, you pick me apart (God) |
Boy, hold your head but guard your heart |
Got tired of white silence, so the riots started |
And the robbers robbed, you wylin' 'cause yo' product gone? |
We mad that Eric Garner, Breonna, Gianna father gone |
Yeah, a lot of trauma, we tired, exhausted |
Ermias the prophet said it’d be a marathon, look |
Seen all my dawgs shown me God was watchin' (Woah) |
Pandemic slowin' 'em down, they fastin', Ramadan |
The land of fifty stars, on Hollywood marchin' |
White friends don’t got us, I promise you, I’ll block 'em (Straight up) |
I’ma count my bread, I defied the odds |
And fuck the Saint quarterback 'cause he ain’t Saint Laurent |
Boy, from here on out, we on Pyer Moss |
If we leave Reebok, we still bring 'em pumps and all the broads |
Yeah, I motivate (I motivate), I don’t divide (I don’t divide) |
The 45 a coward for practicing otherwise |
A burnt nation, still it’s under God |
Not gonna throw the towel in, I’m by my brother’s side |
Your niggas be yo' niggas when you level up |
You see that yo' niggas and brothers different when luck is up |
So I trust nothing, this industry’s something |
My biggest rival is my mind protecting my thoughts |
As well as my heart |
It’s fifty niggas deep, hundred niggas step |
Million Man March, cracker, don’t you start |
Hold yo' head, guard yo' heart |
Hold yo' head, uh |
Nigga, get yo' bread, uh, light yo' spark |
Strike yo' mark, life don’t stop |
So hold yo' head, guard yo' heart |
Hold yo' head, yeah |