Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song From The Heart , by - Duwap Kaine. Release date: 16.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
From The Heart |
| Kaine, I love you daddy |
| Niggas ain’t really genuine |
| Niggas ain’t really genuine |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Can’t fuck wit' you just 'cause you hot, 'cause you hot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| I don’t give a fuck what you got, what you got |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Don’t care if you piss in a pot, -ss in a pot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Don’t care if you missin' a lot, -ssin' a lot |
| Don’t make me upset, make me mad, don’t want on my other side |
| Pull up that chopstick and I spaz, give that boy butterflies (Butterflies) |
| Packin' two phones, nigga, when I trap, soldier my other line (Damn) |
| I’m in the streets, nigga, it’s no rules, it’s not no guidelines (That's on my |
| mama) |
| Really wanna make me grab that stick, when I see my mother cry (Yeah, cry) |
| Told her we gon' be rich, make up for hard times (Hard times) |
| You doing, I guess if you |
| I feel like DMX in his bitch, nigga, don’t make me lose my mind (Lose my mind) |
| Let me just rip him off for the trees, he don’t know shit 'bout shit (Shit |
| 'bout shit) |
| Why the fuck you sippin' lean and you don’t know shit 'bout it? |
| (Shit 'bout |
| shit) |
| Just 'cause you going through things, you shouldn’t slit your wrist (You |
| shouldn’t) |
| Feel me, that’s just kinda strange, showing your weakness |
| I know you got built-up pain, but that won’t achieve shit |
| Thank God I made it to the top man, I can’t believe this |
| But really I been flexing since a fetus |
| So all this fame shit, don’t really need this (I don’t) |
| But it do help me out so thank you Jesus (Thank you) |
| And I’m walking on water, feel like Jesus |
| Why hate on the gang when you need us? |
| Because a lot of shit in this world that fucked up my trust (Trust) |
| But that yop stick hit his ass, he leaking blood and pus (He leaking) |
| And I dropped out of school but I’m smoking on A+ (A+) |
| Think I’m smoking on fuel, that’s 93 plus (Three plus) |
| Countin' up this bread, that’s a cold cut |
| And I whip back to my block, had to readjust |
| My fit nigga, all white like the Ku Klux |
| And I’m keeping that stick, don’t give two fucks (Give two) |
| When I shoot I’ma hit, don’t test your luck |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Can’t fuck wit' you just 'cause you hot, 'cause you hot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| I don’t give a fuck what you got, what you got |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Don’t care if you piss in a pot, -ss in a pot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Don’t care if you missin' a lot, -ssin' a lot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Can’t fuck wit' you just 'cause you hot, 'cause you hot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| I don’t give a fuck what you got, what you got |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Don’t care if you piss in a pot, -ss in a pot |
| You know that I’m genuine from the heart |
| Don’t care if you missin' a lot, -ssin' a lot |
| Kaine, I love you daddy |