Heartache

Yo

Yo, what do they know about heartache?

Heartache

How much more can my heart take?

How much P can my bars make?

I see from up here you don't partake

Go back, then I wanted to be R9

And right now, I can buy an R8

Feel proud to say I spit bars mate

And fuck them, nah, I'm doing it for our sake

Who O-s-la, same guns who were cracked in a bus stop

Said a few fake things and he must stop

Hold tight so you know that my hoods hot

Shoulda seen mad check that I just got

I remember going hard, son, draws blood

Now they take press shots not mug shots

And they all go driving towards us, some bullshit that I can't endorse

Soft inside but you're hard indoors

Crops inside of apartment doors

Feels like I won all the hardest wars mad primal

What you sharking me for?

Act like you ain't seen a Cartier before

Few years back it was parties galore

But man's grown up, don't ask for a truce if you started the war

You dumb man, I'm not gonna mind my own

Man childish but I'm kinda grown

Watch who you let inside your home I spend time alone

The same thing you do when you can't find your phone

Yeah, that's heartache bruv

Hold it in when you can't take stuff

Let it out, couldn't give two fucks

Nobody loves you like your ma? Jay does, are you mad?

Trust man's badder than bad

Got one son, but I'm everyone's dad

Say it with my chest, king of the realm

And I stand by that if anyone's mad

And if he's pissed off then tell him I'm glad

I make girls wet like the Evian ad

Don't say shh like Heavy One's track

Go tell them Jae Kay's ready, I'm back

Yeah it's been a minute, life goes fast like Fifa minutes

I'm on a bad boy ting, no need for gimmicks

Try to pull a fast one on me blood

I'll take your tool then beat you with it

Make your life hell then meet you in it

Yeah, it's one life and I don't need you in it

Got hottest 4 sound, what litre is it?

Got a friend in jail that I need to visit

Mmm, yeah, it's been long, but I can't forget man

I do nothing but I'm still upset man

I think I might get a tat on my left hand

No, the right hand's "2Real Debts man"

Still driving like I can't get banned

I can throw it all away in 10 minutes

Or in half hour I can make ten grand

Or in half hour I can make ten grand

I won't roll on you, but my friend can

Got a hammer and I called it West Ham

So SHM that I waste man

Yeah, I've come a long way from them days

Though crest never had them ways

Self-taught, never had sensei's

So don't watch me, make sure your ends pay

Fuck it

Half a mil on the table, I still ain't tuck-y

Hands reached out, but I still ain't shook-y

I still can't believe how far we've took it

Yeah, man, I've got a bucket list too big for a bucket

Friends on the straight path, some on the crooked

I tell them don't do anything stupid

Yeah I got a bat, man, now i want a hulk

I don't do smalls, man, want it in bulk

Go and put your head in the pool and soak you muppet

And I ain't forgot what it's like to be broke

You might get shot if you try to provoke

Feeding your girlfriend lines of the coke

Fuck it

(That's heartache bro, that's heartache bro)