No Heart (Explicit)

No Heart - 21 Savage/Metro Boomin

Lyrics by：21 Savage

Southside Southside on the Southside on the hey

Metro Boomin' want some more nigga

Young Savage why you trapping so hard?

Why these niggas capping so hard?

Why you got a twelve-car garage?

Why you pulling all these rapper's cards?

'Cause these niggas ***** and I'm hard

I turn that ******* soft into some hard

I grew up in the streets without no heart

I'm praying to my Glock and my carbon

I sit back and read like Cat In the Hat

21 Savage the cat with the MAC

21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood

But I'll pull up on you shoot yo *** in the back

Stuart Little heard these niggas some rats

Pocket full of cheese ***** I got racks

I'm a real street nigga *****

I am not one of these niggas banging on wax

***** niggas love sneak dissing

Till I pull up on 'em slap 'em out with the fire

Wet your mama house wet your grandma house

Keep shooting until somebody die

So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar

Thought it was the Fourth of July

You was with you friends playing Nintendo

I was playing 'round with that fire

Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol

Sent me to Pantherville

Eighth grade started playing football

Then I was like **** the field

Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out

Nigga like Holyfield

Fast forward nigga 2016

And I'm screaming **** a deal

Bad ***** with me she so thick

I don't even need a pill

I listen to your raps thought you was hard

You ain't even street for real

Niggas love sneak dissing on Twitter

They don't want beef for real

And all these niggas play like they tough

Till a nigga get killed

Till a nigga get spilled

Till your blood get spilled

I'ma @ your favorite rapper

Shoot him like I'm John Dill

I been with you since day one

Savage I ain't even hating

So what's up with all that Instagram ****?

Savage I was just playing

Y'all ***** nigga faking

***** I hang around them Haitians

Pull up on you tie your kids up

Pistol whip your wife your ***** naked

Come on man Savage

You know I always play your mixtape

Yeah nigga **** all that

Ask your ***** how my **** taste

Young Savage why you trapping so hard?

Why these niggas capping so hard?

Why you got a twelve-car garage?

Why you pulling all these rapper's cards?

'Cause these niggas ***** and I'm hard

I turn that ******* soft into some hard

I grew up in the streets without no heart

I'm praying to my Glock and my carbon

So much **** that it broke the scale

They say crack kills nigga my crack sells

My brother in the kitchen and he wrapping a bale

Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt

Chain swinging diamonds blinging hold up

Pistol swanging gang banging hold up

Niggas acting like groupies they don't know us

Little do they know they ******* ******* on the tour bus

Young Savage why you trapping so hard?

Why these niggas capping so hard?

Why you got a twelve-car garage?

Why you pulling all these rapper's cards?

'Cause these niggas ***** and I'm hard

I turn that ******* soft into some hard

I grew up in the streets without no heart

I grew up in the streets without no heart

So much **** that it broke the scale

They say crack kills nigga my crack sells

My brother in the kitchen and he wrapping a bale

Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt