put it on hearts
Whatmore
Waters run deep but my blood thick
Generation on ration on rations 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 out a hitch
Couple years back, I was roaming round 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
Sebby in a 65 Mustang red coat
Looks like the British came, bayonets raised
Tea party with the CEOs, 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 mine
Put it on hearts
Put it ahuh
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 me nun
Something led me to the eye of the storm
Had a shield on my hand saying thanks for the luck
Yeah, 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, we play a couple shows on the West Coast
But you know I'm from the East side
Yessir bro, Yessir bro, gon' be fine
Put it on mine
Put it on hearts
Put it ahuh
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
Azzuri 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 that I walk, how I talk
Keep it pushing, ain't none of my business
Feeling at home in the booth
Spending the night till we copping the 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 sometimes
But I will
Thinking I'm just stuck in a past life