paroles de chanson No Heart (Mix Version) - 21 Savage & Metro Boomin
Young
Savage,
why
you
trappin'
so
hard?
Why
these
niggas
cappin'
so
hard?
Why
you
got
a
12
car
garage?
Why
you
pullin'
all
these
rappers
cards?
'Cause
these
niggas
pussy
and
I'm
hard
I
turn
that
fuckin'
soft
into
some
hard
I
grew
up
in
the
streets
without
no
heart
I'm
prayin'
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
pull
up
on
you,
shoot
your
ass
in
the
back
Stuart
Little,
heard
these
niggas
some
rats
Pockets
full
of
cheese,
bitch
I
got
racks
I'm
a
real
street
nigga,
bitch
I
am
not
one
of
these
niggas
bangin'
on
wax
Pussy
niggas
love
sneak
dissin'
'Til
I
pull
up
on
'em,
slap
'em
out
with
the
fire
Wet
your
mama's
house,
wet
your
grandma's
house
Keep
shootin'
until
somebody
die
So
many
shots
the
neighbor
looked
at
the
calendar
Thought
it
was
Fourth
of
July
You
was
with
your
friends
playin'
Nintendo
I
was
playin'
'round
with
that
fire
Seventh
grade
I
got
caught
with
a
pistol,
sent
me
to
Panthersville
Eighth
grade
started
playin'
football
Then
I
was
like
fuck
the
field
Ninth
grade
I
was
knocking
niggas
out
Nigga
like
Holyfield
Fast
forward
nigga,
2016
And
I'm
screaming
fuck
a
deal
Bad
bitch
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
dissin'
on
Twitter
They
don't
want
beef
for
real
And
all
these
niggas
play
like
they
tough
'Til
a
nigga
get
killed
'Til
a
nigga
get
spilled,
'til
your
blood
get
spilled
I'ma
at
your
favorite
rapper,
shoot
him
like
I'm
John
Dill'
"I
been
with
you
since
day
one
Savage
I
ain't
even
hatin'"
So
what's
up
with
all
that
Instagram
shit?
"Savage
I
was
just
playin'"
Y'all
pussy
niggas
fakin'
Bitch
I
hang
around
them
Haitians
Pull
up
on
you,
tie
your
kids
up
Pistol
whip
you
while
your
bitch
naked
"Come
on
man,
Savage
you
know
I
always
play
your
mixtape"
Yeah,
nigga
fuck
all
that,
ask
your
bitch
how
my
dick
tastes
Young
Savage,
why
you
trappin'
so
hard?
Why
these
niggas
cappin'
so
hard?
Why
you
got
a
12
car
garage?
Why
you
pullin'
all
these
rappers
cards?
'Cause
these
niggas
pussy
and
I'm
hard
I
turn
that
fuckin'
soft
into
some
hard
I
grew
up
in
the
streets
without
no
heart
I'm
prayin'
to
my
Glock
and
my
carbon
So
much
dope
that
it
broke
the
scale
They
say
crack
kills,
nigga
my
crack
sells
My
brother
in
the
kitchen
and
he
wrappin'
a
bale
Louis
V
my
bag
and
Louis
V
on
my
belt
Chain
swangin',
diamonds
blangin',
hold
up
Pistol
swangin',
gang
bangin',
hold
up
Niggas
actin'
like
groupies,
they
don't
know
us
Little
do
they
know
their
bitches
fuckin'
on
the
tour
bus
Young
Savage,
why
you
trappin'
so
hard?
Why
these
niggas
cappin'
so
hard?
Why
you
got
a
12
car
garage?
Why
you
pullin'
all
these
rappers
cards?
'Cause
these
niggas
pussy
and
I'm
hard
I
turn
that
fuckin'
soft
into
some
hard
I
grew
up
in
the
streets
without
no
heart
I'm
prayin'
to
my
Glock
and
my
carbon
So
much
dope
that
it
broke
the
scale
They
say
crack
kills,
nigga
my
crack
sells
My
brother
in
the
kitchen
and
he
wrappin'
a
bale
Louis
V
my
bag
and
Louis
V
on
my
belt
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