Kil - No Hearts lyrics

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Kil - No Hearts lyrics

(Intro) Touch down in the 9 I'm in the 9 (RX3) (KiL - Verse 1) Started out with n***as That would never give a f** I was taught to mind my business Get my benjis up While i'm out here Now i'm fitting in With all the many men That want to leave me dead Pretending that they want To see me win Damn I'm bent off the Henny And I want to see you sh**, want to make a flick Then give me a preview (yea) Bra match her tits And I still see through it Lil ma give me hints Of the s** if you with it (Hook) I'm ballin Throat parched Noah's ark County fed With the marks on the car Take your a** to county jail That's cell and bars For selling bars These crackers want To lock me in for a lifetime At the right time I got no love, no hearts I beat that p**y round and round Go-kart I tell that b**h to make a play (priority) Damn like should I make her pay ( I ignore the fee ) Doubt ba** I'm bout b**h I sought to make a name Out loud lay her down And after I'm gon make her say If you want it, you got it , you have it ( Khronos) On my mama n***a I promise you gon be the greatest To ever do this sh** ! (Chorus) Black King Nothing far or in between Riding round Carson In the car same routine Probably round parked In the dark with a beam Trying to get a Porshe And I'm trying to get an Aston Martin Black King Black tees, black jeans black sheep Motherf**er I don't think That you had heard me right In my neighborhood I'm the talk around, town Dirty up my name I'm just f**ing up the Dollar$ and $ense (KiL - Verse 2) Mix it down And break it up This sh** Is scripted and written All I ever wanted Sticking to the Benjamins And many men don't want To advancement damn Holy sh** I'm ignorant Mastered all my master pieces The rapture coming When catastrophe is on the brink I captured all the ma**es Baby I'm complacent lady Are you major Or you just an average woman Oh then tell me baby Is it real or is it fake ? I just need a taste of that bliss Shut up b**h 13 I been tripping taking trips Out to California With my thug Blood , Cuz Gon bring out the slug Dodging s**, money , d** Gang Gang can you explain Why this feel like its finale Flying out Moreno Valley (Hook) I'm ballin Throat parched Noah's ark County fed With the marks on the car Take your a** to county jail That's cell and bars For selling bars These crackers want To lock me in for a lifetime At the right time (and for these n***as) I got no love, no hearts I beat that p**y round and round Go-kart I tell that b**h to make a play (priority) Damn like should I make her pay ( I ignore the fee ) I'm in the 9

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