Heartless (Clean)

Heartless - Polo G/Mustard

Lyrics by：Taurus Tremani Bartlett/Dijon McFarlane

Composed by：Taurus Tremani Bartlett/Dijon McFarlane

Living on the beat

My youngins heartless

So they ain't playin' no games

We really want 'em dead

He got hit up close range

He f**ked up in the head

He wanna see some more brains

On that corner

I couldn't stay up out that d**e game

My cousin got indicted dealin' c*****e

She an Instagram addict

She want more fame

I used to starve

Now I'm blowing up like propane

Told my inner self

I promise you I won't change

We make it hot up on your block

We let that heat blow

Catch an opp we dump the clip

It's time to reload

Put a scope on the AR just like a peephole

Think he a bully

We got choppers for the Deebo

Seven-figure

Tryna maximize them three O's

Before the bag

I was all the freak hoes

Ballin' hard

Young legend out the Chi

I'm like D-Rose

Cap how you make it out this

I got the cheat code

Way more than life than just the hood

I'm tryna reach goals

Maxine my heart

Since you've been gone

I miss your sweet soul ayy

Never tell a statement

We won't leak those

Better not go talkin' to them people

Better keep closed

My youngins heartless

So they ain't playin' no games

We really want 'em dead

He got hit up close range

He f**ked up in the head

He wanna see some more brains

On that corner

I couldn't stay up out that d**e game

My cousin got indicted dealin' c*****e

She an Instagram addict

She want more fame

I used to starve

Now I'm blowing up like propane

Told my inner self

I promise you I won't change

We hold a grudge and we want blood

We can't look past the issue

Play with us and you gon' die

It's kinda simple

Show no mercy we gon' kill whoever ridin' with you

Catch you on the other side

Then we gon' have to get you

Condolences to your family

They gon' have to miss you

Lil Joe on go and he gon' spark

That's if I pass the signal

My right-hand mans he got his name

'Cause he gon' blast the pistol

Earned our stripes

We gon' blow if a play foul

You would think we had a whistle

Lil Capalot G-O-A-T yeah

That's that guy's initials

Happiness and depression

I'm stuck inside the middle

I fell in love with dollar signs

Won't let my mind forget you

Get off

We spend it all on fast cars and shinin' crystals

My youngins heartless

So they ain't playin' no games

We really want 'em dead

He got hit up close range

He f**ked up in the head

He wanna see some more brains

On that corner I couldn't stay up out that d**e game d**e

My cousin got indicted dealin' c*****e

She an Instagram addict

She want more fame

I used to starve

Now I'm blowing up like propane

Told my inner self

I promise you I won't change

Won't change

Won't change

Won't change