Текст песни For the Heart - Rik Bandz

Yeah, yeah,
Promise you will sing about me,
Aye, Album coming this summer,
Woke up this morning so I guess I'm blessed
I Still ain't satisfied
It's things I ain't accomplish yet, (far from it)
I need the world to know my name
I won't stop until I rest, (won't stop)
And it won't be from controversy
It's cause I'm the best, (okay)
I'm tired of feeling all alone,
Who can call my home?
I'm searching for my heart
But I can't seem find it though, (do you even love me?)
When I get close,
And I'm attached it's time to let you go,
I know it's wrong I need some help

But I refuse to go, (boy you need therapy)
And I'm so sorry I couldn't be at cousin Nate's funeral,
I was out in Cali making music

Tryna chase my goals, (you know you wrong)
I hope you understand cuddy please forgive my soul,
And it's been heavy on my mind
I just couldn't let it go, (I still miss you)
Me and my Pop's we not the best
But I still love em though, (I still love em)
And I still called him his birthday
Just to let him know, (happy birthday)
He lost a son, I lost my brother a couple years ago,
We still ain't recover from that lost
That pain I hope you never feel,
I took some time still ain't healed,
I miss Aunt Pozzy and Aunt Charlie Mae for forreal,
Happy Mother's Day,
Protect the fam and never let us fail,
I know y'all in a better place while we living in hell,
Forever grateful for the ones that's still been in my life,
They give hope, they give me strength,
Now I feel I can fly,
I spread my wings and take off
Hoping I can sorrow so high,
And if I fall I get up just to give another try, (Let's go)
Cause I refuse to fail losing just ain't in the option
But it ain't easy tryna win when I come from nothing,
The odds against you through whatever
They won't never stop you,
This is the letter before the album
I still ain't made it though, (I'm working on it)
I told em 20 songs but really I could add some more,
Cause it's so much shit on my mind
It's time to let it go,
Like why they turn back on me?
When I need em most,
Don't want imaginary love filled wit false hopes,
Why everybody always run?
When we get close,
Why friends to turn to foes?
Something I won't never know,
Niggas tryna beef for fame
You can tell they just be wanting streamings,
Can't entertain no goofy nigga saying anything