Correction Lyrics Stole Your Heart by Neno Calvin

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Yeah, we out here (rich nigga)
Real life (rich nigga)

If I make a threat, yep, it’s a promise (yeah)
Yeah, it’s death before dishonor (huh)
I was destined for them commas (i was)
Kept pushing when they doubted
Smoking weed, all exotic
I felt helpless when they shot ya
I felt naked when I lost you (i did)
‘Cause I watched you and me boss up

Streets got me weak
I’m chasing my dreams, bae
Yeah, I stole your heart at first
But it ain’t what it seem bae
I just had another child
And that put me on delay
In the kitchecn where I started
I’mma go get me regardless
All the guys that I done lost to the streets
Shit, it turned me heartless
On a roll, straight to sucesss
And these niggas tryna steer me off it
What you know ’bout late nights and early mornings
You ain’t never spin a bend
You ain’t never loss a friend

Feeling no ones with me
Rule number one, can’t be friendly
I’m from that nola, it’s gritty
It’s either kill or be killed
You’ll never know how we feel
You’ll never feel how I felt
I went through this by myself
Yep, I’m momma only child
I had to fear myself
I had to fight for myself (me)
I couldn’t run fot no help
Feelings bottled up till this day
I had no cover myself
I hear the talk but you gotta show me the real
I hear the rumros but the money talk for itself
Minsion in the hills, yep, that’s my idea
Hope is the pool, hoes getting fucked on the stairs
Why you acting like you not gon’ tell,7
I’m that nigga, you gon’ brag on this here
(bitch, you gon’ sell it thorugh)
Start selling pussy, I watched her damage herself
(bitch, you gon’ sell it thorugh)
Don’t be mad at me, you should be mad at yourself
If I take one more, I really think it might help
(I think it might heap)
Running by yself, that’s why I ate by myself
Your karma back so you gone stay with no help
Still smell that pussy on my face when I belch

Depended on you and you wasn’t there for me
You tricking on barbies
It was killing me softly
It was killing me softly
It was killing me partially
Thought you was my homie
But you was just phony
Snakes in the grass, I cut the grass lower
They crossed the line so I might give them what they ask for
(what you ask for)
Humble nigga but with it, ain’t gotta act hard (gotta act hard)
In the city with slammons ’cause I’m a factor
Pay attention when I’m speaking baby
Know you ain’t seem me lately
Lately been on the road
Lotta showsm ltta hoes
Lotta drugs, lotta clothes
Lotta lean, lotta smoke
Beefing over hoes
Shit, if that’s your hoe
Then that’s my hoe
My hoe too
I’m fucking her too
I’m knockin’ her boots
She got a problem with me
She ask me why I’m so discrete
Because I’m stuck in the street
And this ain’t no place to be (fuck)

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