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letra de heartless - truuemoney

heartless ohhhh heartless x8
sorry, i’m a stepper that’s no cap you know i’m banging him, hop out with all of the straps it ain’t no saving him, we gone step all on that boy them bullets rain on him, know i didn’t plan on taking him but now his people pray for him
wish that i could go away sometimes, lately i been trying to change my way yeah, lately i been writing the pain away yeah but i’m heartless

round for round we going round for round bet them bullets take him out it ain’t no falling out, born to ball im balling hard, ball hog, they want to see me fall, send shots at all y’all, big true money yeah yeah bet he want me dead dead, he gеt hit with lead lead b—h i want him dead yеah that’s red eye
i been going in since a little n—a they don’t want to see you win, just what you can give to them
i love my son to death, still ain’t got to meet him yet, i’ll give you the world know them demons i defeated yeah, i want what’s best for us because honestly that’s how i’m living mess with you and i get livid living dreams and all these visions (yeah x3 )
sorry i’m a stepper that’s no cap you know i’m banging him, hop out with all of them straps it ain’t no saving him, we gone step all on that boy them bullets rain on him, know i didn’t plan on taking him but now his people pray for him
wish that i could go away sometimes, lately i been trying to change my way yeah, lately i been writing the pain away yeah but i’m heartless
it’s way past twelve so where the pork at, i should have known the b—h was poison like why he f–k that, and lately i been trying to find some peace, i trust rats, lately all my friends and family we been building ties, middle finger to whoever that had k!lled my guy, that sh-t make a grown man cry, pour this hennessy and most the bottle got poured out, like this for you my n—a, and when my time out, i’m in this game i’m winning, it ain’t no timeouts, wonder how many shots this op can take before we pop out, wonder how long did this n—a breathe before he bleed out, i can’t breathe now it’s you and me now, i don’t know what’s right or wrong i been trying to find some peace inside of this vacant soul hope the lord forgive for the sh-t that i don’t put in songs, but i’m headed home, but i’m heartless

- truuemoney

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