Letra de Heartless - Polo G

(Feat. Mustard)

(Mustard on the beat, ho)

My youngins heartless, so they ain't playin' no games

We really want 'em dead, he got hit up close range

He fucked up in the head, he wanna see some more brains

On that corner, I couldn't stay up out that dope game

My cousin got indicted dealin' cocaine

She an Instagram addict, she want more fame

I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane

Told my inner self, "I promise you I won't change"

We make it hot up on your block, we let that heat blow

Catch an opp, we dump the clip, it's time to reload

Put a scope on the AR just like a peephole

Think he a bully, we got choppers for the Deebo

Seven-figure nigga, tryna maximize them three O's

Before the bag, I was fucking all the freak hoes

Ballin' hard, young legend out the Chi, bitch, I'm like D-Rose

"Cap, how you make it out this shit?" I got the cheat code

Way more than life than just the hood, I'm tryna reach goals

Maxine my heart, since you've been gone, I miss your sweet soul, ayy

Never tell a statement, we won't leak those

Better not go talkin' to them people, better keep closed

My youngins heartless, so they ain't playin' no games

We really want 'em dead, he got hit up close range

He fucked up in the head, he wanna see some more brains

On that corner, I couldn't stay up out that dope game

My cousin got indicted dealin' cocaine

She an Instagram addict, she want more fame

I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane

Told my inner self, "I promise you I won't change"

We hold a grudge and we want blood, we can't look past the issue

Play with us and you gon' die, nigga, it's kinda simple

Show no mercy, we gon' kill whoever ridin' with you

Catch you on the other side, then we gon' have to get you

Condolences to your family, they gon' have to miss you

Lil Joe on go and he gon' spark, that's if I pass the signal

My right-hand mans, he got his name 'cause he gon' blast the pistol

Earned our stripes, we gon' blow if a nigga play foul, you would think we had a whistle

Lil Capalot, G-O-A-T, yeah, that's that guy's initials

Happiness and depression, I'm stuck inside the middle

I fell in love with dollar signs, won't let my mind forget you

Fuck it off, we spend it all on fast cars and shinin' crystals

My youngins heartless, so they ain't playin' no games

We really want 'em dead, he got hit up close range

He fucked up in the head, he wanna see some more brains

On that corner, I couldn't stay up out that dope game

My cousin got indicted dealin' cocaine

She an Instagram addict, she want more fame

I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane

Told my inner self, "I promise you I won't change"

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