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Soldier Kidd

Heartless

 

Heartless

(album: Soldier Trump - 2017)


I done sold a lot of shit but never sold out
Fuck who you is, me and Gutta in your house
Every nigga want it but not every nigga got
Haitian president, I'm just tryna tote 'round
They done left me starving, now I'm heartless
I be going reckless, shit be hectic
Man a nigga stressing, 'bout my next lick
I can hear that cell close every time they locked it
They done left me starving, now I'm heartless
I be going reckless, shit be hectic
Man a nigga stressing, 'bout my next lick
I can hear that cell close every time they locked it

Oh your Instagram popping (still a ho), I just wanna pop shit (at your ho)
Told her she can't come out here, you be with them opp niggas (you a ho)
I would never stop nigga, I just wanna get a lil bigger
Remember when I fought niggas, now I wanna pull that trigger
Soldier Kidd, I don't give no fucks no more
Glory jit, hitting up the DG store
Cracker get my number, ain't no area code
I was on my ass, came up like it's magic
If they catch you lacking that shit gon' be tragic
Open up your eyes, they right there now in public
Used to tote that nine like I'm Iguodola
Tell 'em Soldier Trump a nigga 'bout his drama

I done sold a lot of shit but never sold out
Fuck who you is, me and Gutta in your house
Every nigga want it but not every nigga got
Haitian president, I'm just tryna tote 'round
They done left me starving, now I'm heartless
I be going reckless, shit be hectic
Man a nigga stressing, 'bout my next lick
I can hear that cell close every time they locked it
They done left me starving, now I'm heartless
I be going reckless, shit be hectic
Man a nigga stressing, 'bout my next lick
I can hear that cell close every time they locked it

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