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letra de heart racing - nocap

[intro]
traphouse
know where the trap be
n0body loves me where the trap be

[chorus]
i don’t see no finish line, but my heart racin’
f-ck the judge, no, f-ck the system, they all racist (yeah)
free lil joe, wish he could beat all cases
the whole time he thought it was up, they was all hatin’
we gon’ stack that paper, run it up always
this one right here for all them n-ggas that got threw away
we can’t never leave, we call it street love
n0body else was there, it still was street love

[verse]
ain’t figured it out yet, but i know it’s a way i can get my n-ggas back
and we don’t never pray, we so quick to get on our knees to shoot some cr-ps
and we ain’t never f-ck, she so quick to get on her phone and pull up snap (yeah)
so-and-so k!lled that boy, but he ain’t never throw away his strap (yeah)
seen n-ggas die, seen n-ggas get life, we still in that trap
and they built some favors in the prison, that sh-t still ain’t fair (yeah)
money calling, i can’t get no sleep, i won’t take no nap (yeah)
f-ck a b-tch, then i’ma put on my drip, now they think i’m fab (yeah)
if you didn’t get it, “f.a.b.” stands for “f-ck a b-tch” (yeah)
made him sneak straps in the club, he know we ain’t trustin’ sh-t (yeah)
every time i hear they hatin’, i make another hit (yeah)
saw my last ho f-ck around and bought another b-tch
know you ain’t seen him in a while
so say a prayer for your dawg
twenty-three hours behind the wall
like michael j’s, he was tryna buy his kids some michael j’s (yeah)
she know i’ma leave this drip, that’s every time i move
diamonds on me, they flooded, i can take you on a cruise
tryna make this sh-t in rap, too many made the news (yeah)
she say she ready to f-ck just ’cause she like my shoes (like my loubs)
[chorus]
i don’t see no finish line, but my heart racin’
f-ck the judge, no, f-ck the system, they all racist (yeah)
free lil joe, wish he could beat all cases
the whole time he thought it was up, they was all hatin’
we gon’ stack that paper, run it up always
this one right here for all them n-ggas that got threw away
we can’t never leave, we call it street love
n0body else was there, it still was street love

- nocap

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