Lyrics Heartless - Liam Tracy, Statik Selektah

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