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letra de black hearted (anti-social) - saint don

they think i’m black hearted
i been grinding on my own that’s regardless (regardless)
yea you see i’m getting money disregard it (disregard it)
when they see me i’m the life of the party (mm)

they act like it don’t faze me
i’ll put them in the dirt that’s on my baby (on my baby)
money slim n-ggas really acting shady (acting shady)
independent on my own like miss daisy (mmhm)

prada that’s my pants i got fendi on my belt
now you mad cuz i’m up should’ve played the cards you dealt (that you dealt)
want a ring like i’m michael im a dog just like vick (just like vic)
remеmber when they usеd to say that ain’t never going to be sh-t

now they viewing all my hits press play then rewind
in they mind back in time when they spoke down they know why
got to bust down on my shawty she the baddest in my eyes (in my eyes)
i know karma it can be a scary sight when you in line

ouu’ she tell me that she like me baby i can’t f-ck with you
i got paper and my baby you just gotta see it through (got to see that sh-t)
on my mama i won’t stop i know i got to pay them bills
getting paper and this fame can’t explain how it feel
i done went inside my sh-ll n-gga call me michaelangelo (michaelangelo)
kicking sh-t like kung fu n-gga ain’t a panda though (ain’t a panda doe)
rocking this designer when you could’ve had the same sh-t (coulda had the same sh-t)
crazy how i’m here without the n-ggas that’s i came with (yea)

they think i’m black hearted
i been grinding on my own that’s regardless (regardless)
yea you see i’m getting money disregard it (disregard it)
when they see me i’m the life of the party (mm, of the party)

they act like it don’t faze me
i’ll put them in the dirt that’s on my baby (on my baby)
money slim n-ggas really acting shady (acting shady)
independent on my own like miss daisy (mmhm)

i’m trying and i’m dying baby just to stay alive
i’m giving it my all won’t let up that’s on the guys
i’m traveling this far just to put this on the mic
them n-ggas they was hating but it’s all out of spite

i ain’t even do none
they just want a problem so that they can say some
add it up give it back like a refund
play around and you reach we gon’ have fun

one way until i fly know the opps they gon’ try
i don’t cap about what i live it’s my brothers do or die (one way)
dressed up in my suit and tie off that n-gga know i’m high
and i eat the slimey opps but this ain’t no fish fry (haha)
gave them all my heart and they took all of my strings
while i’m rapping to guitars i’m emotionally in pain
i don’t care about them n-ggas who was tweaking off they page
n-gga look at how they did me so i had to switch my ways

they think i’m black hearted
i been grinding on my own that’s regardless (that’s regardless)
yea you see i’m gettin money disregard it (disregard it)
when they see me i’m the life of the party (mm, mmhm)

they act like it don’t faze me
i’ll put them in the dirt that’s on my baby (that’s on my baby)
money slim n-ggas really acting shady (acting shady)
independent on my own like miss daisy (mmhm)

(yea yea yea, yea)
in my head i’m thinking all my d-mn problems gone
i pray to god i don’t see that early headstone
got all this knowledge but it’s hard to keep my head on
told my brother watch your bubble cuz’ the feds on

they gon’ listen then go politic it cuz’ i’m real
these n-ggas hating on me and i know they want me k!lled
but i’m blessed and i’m touched like a pedophil
no eminem but a n-gga done ran 8 miles (all the way)
just to get away from here
i’m tired of shedding all these tears (shed these tears)
i’m happy but i hide the fear (i hide the fear)
of dying young i’m trying to live (tryna’ stay up)

i know i’m up cuz’ a n-gga never put me down
i left them n-ggas yea thats right i had to turn around (other way)
moved up north cuz’ a lot of sh-t done went south
don’t listen to them hating opps it’s just word of mouth

wear my converse cuz’ they know that i’m a allstar
thirty three no larry bird i’m a bully dawg (swish)
i want the needle in the hay but this the last straw
ain’t no migo but i know i’m bout’ to takeoff

i bring my brothers in
while i’m sitting up here counting all these benjamin’s
lost some n-ggas but i still got some dead friends
presidents all i want i can’t pretend (mm, yea)

when i’m emotionally in pain yea
baby can you feel the rain yea
when we about to hit a stain yea

ight that’s good

- saint don

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