paroles de chanson Pouring out My Heart - Mook

I′m tired of pouring out my heart and they don't feel it
I′m tired of pouring out my heart and they don't feel it
I'm tired of riding with these niggas who ain′t with it
I′ve been on the road,
I've been in-and-out the city I′ll be getting money,
'Til the Feds come and get me Gotta watch my back,
Know them niggas trying to get me I see it in their face′,
I got bands in the safe Stars in the roof,
South Beach in the Wraith Hit the strip club,
Throwing money in their face' I used to be broke,
I get money everyday Mama used to cry,
Now she see me getting paid I used to be cool with them niggas
Throwing shade Now,
They wanna see me down by sleeping in the grave Money′s all I know,
Ain't too much for me to say I'm-a end ′em down,
These niggas gon′ pay today I'm still putting on for niggas that made
′Em wait Whenever you hear the song,
Don't tell me I didn′t say Tell me where can I start This shit come
For the heart Bad bitches on my line,
Trying to give me the pop Nigga, shout out to pops,
Ain't no more ducking the cops Had to take another route,
I can′t rock with the ops Niggas used to laugh at me,
Now can't wait 'til I drop Bitches used to try to
Flex, now they′ giving me top Only do it for my niggas, R.
I.
P.
To the Knock Catch me in that drop-top,
Pro′ly me and Lil Knock Whenever that tape drop,
Hit the dealer and cop Whenever I get the money,
I'm-a buy me a house Mama used to kick me out,
Had to sleep on the couch Niggas never gave me nothing,
But be runnin′ they're mouth Had to cut some friends off,
We knew niggas was soft Now,
I′m smoking on this gas with this bitch in the loft Had to cut some
Friends off, we knew niggas was soft Now,
I'm smoking on this gas with this bitch in the loft Coughing in
Background I′m tired of pouring out my heart and they don't feel it
I'm tired of riding with these niggas who ain′t with it I′ve been on
The road, I've been in-and-out the city I′ll be getting money,
'Til the Feds come and get me Gotta watch my back,
Know them niggas trying to get me I see it in their face′,
I got bands in the safe Stars in the roof,
South Beach in the Wraith Hit the strip club,
Throwing money in their face' Top down through the city Last week,
Another nigga try to get me I was down bad,
Came up and now they hit me Switch the flow up, whoa, whoa,
I need a milli′ Go and get a bag,
Hit the beef and try to feel it Really try to get it,
These niggas be in they' feelings I'm-a keep it cool like a fan
That′s on the ceilings Playing with the bands,
The man that′s in the building I'm-a keep it going,
This music gon′ make a living All these fuck niggas gon' turn me into
A villain Got my cash right and now,
I need help to count it Say that you gon′ ride, but, nigga,
You ain't about it Pull up in that coupe,
′Cause niggas gon' try to stop me And I drop a song,
These niggas gon' try to copy They say that I′m on ′cause lately,
I've been a topic You would never see me unless it′s about a profit
I'm tired of pouring out my heart and they don′t feel it I'm tired of
Riding with these niggas who ain′t with it I've been on the road,
I've been in-and-out the city I′ll be getting money,
′Til the Feds come and get me Gotta watch my back,
Know them niggas trying to get me I see it in their face',
I got bands in the safe Stars in the roof,
South Beach in the Wraith Hit the strip club,
Throwing money in their face′ I used to be broke,
I get money everyday Mama used to cry,
Now she see me getting paid I used to be cool with them niggas
Throwing shade Now,
They wanna see me down by sleeping in the grave Money's all I know,
Ain′t too much for me to say I'm-a end ′em down,
These niggas gon' pay today I'm still putting on for niggas that made
′Em wait Whenever you hear the song,
Don′t tell me I didn't say I′m tired of
Pouring out my heart and they don't feel it