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• Artiste: WHATMORE
• Titre: Put It On Hearts
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Yeah, look Waters run deep but my blood thick Generation on ration on rations in this bitch Times when shit ain't looking up, I'm looking in Talk with the past, like I'm Aang in this bitch Avatar state I float in this bitch Grab the cash and dip, I'm off without a hitch Couple years back I was roaming around the city with my head off without a grip of this shit Six man deep in a Payless rental van bump Joni on the 101 nowadays Sebi in a '65 Mustang red coat look like the British come Bayonets raised Tea party with the CEO's so close to the ice, to the fame, to the game, to the gold Re-up the tank, I'm going till the bank close down, throw the money in the crowd at the shows Put it on hearts Yeah, put it on hearts Huh, put it, uh-huh Couldn't tell me nun, I ain't know it all Put it on my soul, I am not the one Tell 'em what they want, I'ma keep it a buck Big pants over the Air Forces Ones Had to let 'em know where Big Swank come from Roll down the window let out the smoke It's top five People couldn't tell me nun Shoutout the hood off avenue H It's a Badmon Ting couldn't tell we nun Something led me to the eye of the storm Had a shield on my hand saying thanks for the luck Yeah, huh, it's hard to talk smack when your team ain't up Gimme the rock with the game on the line, I feel like I couldn't fail if I tried Squad with me play a couple shows on the West Coast but you know I'm from the East side Yessir, bro, huh Yessir, bro gon' be fine Put it on hearts Yeah, put it on hearts Huh, put it, uh-huh Couldn't tell me nun, I ain't know it all Put it on my soul, I am not the one Tell 'em what they want, I'ma keep it a buck Follow my lead when I chase to the bank All that I make going straight to the safe Pocket the earning, been tossing and turning Still cherish and ride on the road that I paved Drown in Prosecco, go straight to the mental Look up to the sky when I need the advance Top of the hill, it's the Beverly suite Rose gold on the side of my pants Azure the color I'm feeling like '06 Buffon in the goal, the squad on the come up We moving the whole city while we trotting the globe They know where I'm from it's the way I walk, I talk Keep pushing, ain't none of my business Feeling at home in the booth Spending them nights till I be copping a mansion Been a long way, start to feel like my legs don't work right Spent hard day tryna piece shit that just don't fit right And I still feel sentimental someimtes But I will, thinking I'm just stuck in a past life