Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heartless , by - Liam TracyRelease date: 13.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Heartless |
| I tell em' |
| «„fuck love, „“ cuff season made me switch my aura |
| I might escape for Dannemora, strip it from the floor up |
| I’m talking pricey renovations to a broken home |
| With more drive than Vinnie Diesel when I’m broke alone |
| Car smells of coke cologne, I’m huntin' for a gator |
| We don’t wanna party less some chicken getting catered |
| And this label’s looking for 20%, the only 20 that I’m throwing is to my barber |
| or when I tip a waiter |
| If I’m not innovating, then I’m in some paper |
| I’m kind of like LeBron as far as sasons go |
| I used to drive a Thunderbird pushing on E, now w ain’t talking less that E |
| between the C and O“» |
| Chick’s C3PO, sittin' in the cockpit, looking out for dark-sided locals finna |
| pop shit |
| Who, has been watching every one of my moves and yet they act like they can’t |
| see it just like Fox did |
| Or cops when Pac got hit up on the strip |
| Told her put the drugs down, or we could sell the whole script |
| If she’s looking for a high, I could take her on a trip |
| Couple thousand in the sky, baby this is how we (inaudible) |
| They say I’m heartless, something heartless (Yeah) |
| I think crazy, move cautious |
| Heartless, they say I’m heartless |
| I think crazy, move cautious |
| Now it’s |
| More shine from a dark space |
| It takes more than dotted lines to make my heart race |
| Dirty suits with black ties and sharp taste |
| Looking to steal their next soul to get a Park Place |
| Or park wraiths, my game face is vicious |
| Shots came close from locals, and barely missed us |
| They’re lucky and though confrontation can sell |
| For a week, then it turns into an obligation to fail |
| So my smile’s still shinin', more money for the people |
| Make a movie up in Oak and turn the club into a regal |
| My game like Segal, that shit still kickin' |
| My passport is like my past chick, still trippin' |
| My vibe’s still different, I need me respect |
| You chase a check on the gram, I want a gram and a check |
| Life fuck the hype man, I’m lookin' for height |
| I’m talking 6'6″" when I stand on they neck |
| Stamina breath, okay I’m back in the gym |
| I was meant to touch these O’s like Shaq and the rim |
| Back for the win, I gotta make sure we keep cookin' |
| Hate to bring it to you, but these (inaudible) keep lookin' |
| They say I’m heartless, something heartless (Yeah) |
| I think crazy, move cautious |
| Heartless, they say I’m heartless |
| I think crazy (ay), I think crazy (ay) |
| Heartless, something heartless (Yeah) |
| I think crazy, move cautious |
| Heartless, they say I’m heartless |
| I think crazy, move cautious |