Heartless

You’ll know when I rise to the 6

Grabbin that knife and I’ll cut yo bitch

I’ll put you in a fucken ditch

Just listen

All that fucken talk is toxic

Holdin all your homies pockets

You don’t want the beef so homie stop it

Don’t wanna dig your grave, just drop it

Go home

Grab your gun and cock it

The reaper waiting by your fucken rottin corpse

Blood and flesh has stained the floor

But you said you that you wanted war

Thought I’d never find out

I’ll cut your fucken eyes out

Bein a bitch in the back

With a call out

Doesn’t matter what you say

Cause we all gettin paid

You once had clout but it all gone fade now

I’m stayin heartless in the mind just to play

All that talk you can’t relate

Just take a walk

You can’t complain

There’s a lot im leavin out

A lot of doubt you given out

So fuck your feelings

Here and now

We’re sick of dealin with these Clowns

Pussy mothafucka wanna talk about our numbers

But we know that you the one who be hiding undercovers

Bitch boy

Better watch your mothafuckin mouth

When I pull up with a stick

Bouta take a **** out

You lookin like typical mothafucka

That’s lookin for a handout

Shit there’s bouta be a man down

Mama should’ve told you to never run your mothafuckin mouth

Now she gotta see you laying in a ditch now

You don’t wanna start no beef with me

You trying act hard, bitch boy you sweet

You know what they say, that talk is cheap

Depressed ass drunk boy trying to reach

Watch yo fuckin mouth and your damn tone

Until we in person

Until then keep on suckin that dick

And keep on fuckin lurkin hoe

Mossberg pump to the chest

And I don’t give a fuck if i’m making mess

Lost in dark while I’m choppin up bodies

I do this shit blindly

The devils impressed

Better think twice who you fuck with

I can see through you posers you nothing

Got your shitty name written on my black list

If you wanna step up

You gon find out quick

That you ain’t shit