Heartless (feat. Tee Grizzley) - King Von

Ah (ah) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ah (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger) I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track (no way) Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap (grrah) Gave my mama all that time, she did ten and gave that back Now your kids rich, MarMar blew 80 stacks, and made that back (ayy) My nigga Tee the sergeant (ayy), neighborhood locksmith (ayy) Uberin' with Ks, five stars, get a top lift (grrt) If I gotta stand tall (what?), I'ma drop shit (ayy) Westside, thirty on the Wesson, call it Glocksmith (boom) We come from that cloth that they don't make no more (they don't) Text your bitch like, "Pop out", she texts back you made her stay at home (this hoe-ass) Baby Grizz and mama Grizzley back, they let them gangsters home (they here) Ridin' in that SRT Demon, but them angels close, I ain't alone Say the clip full, brodie (rrah), we gon' spray that, though (ayy) Opps know ain't shit they can do, they ain't gon' save that, though (that's it) Eat me in a Rolls-Royce (skrrt), I just might make a hoe Told that lil' bitch to bring her friends, I don't date alone Ayy, you strapped when your niggas with you (what?), I got that Drac' alone Told the DJ he a rat, when we in here don't play that song (sure did) All my niggas up in bank, imagine what I make alone Come and drop a nigga whole village, this shit Game of Thrones (grrah) Pull up in them Lamb' trucks trippin', got like eight poles ('krrt, skrrt, skrrt) Drums in this bitch, full crowd, it's a Drac' show (boom, boom, boom) Say them boys ride, .308, turn his brakes on Let my O.G. out, can't wait to put my nigga Blaze on Asked bro before I got locked, I was 20 up (no cap, nigga) Ayy, now it's eight hunnid and 20+ All shops, .30 pokin', givin' twenty up Go get me a water, bitch, I'm rollin' like a 20 Blood (ayy) At the Waldorf eatin' on the roof, I bring your hoe up here (come here) On the jet I'm wearin' red like stop, but she gon' go up here (she goin') All my shooters smart, but if you play, they gon' act slow up here (what?) Call my label up like, "Bring that bag and baby bro in there" (Baby Grizz) Damn, I wish you was here to see this shit we did, pops (R.I.P.) I don't wanna drive the Lamb' today, bring me that Benz block (ayy, bro, pull up) You can look up all our paperwork, solid as a rock (ten toes) And my pistols like Snoop, .64, switches on them Glocks (brr) I ain't goin' back and forth with niggas 'less it's on the track Me and broski twinnin', winnin', rappin', still'll twist your cap Gave my mama all that time, she did 10 and gave that back Now your kids rich, MarMar blew 80 stacks and made that back DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

What's up, baby, I'm doin' ad-libs right now, you hear me? (500) I'm doin' ad-libs right now (yeah) Hold on, hold on, I'm 'bout to call you right back (Helluva made the beat, baby) (Twin Grizzleys) ayy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack Belt was a stack (huh), shoes was a stack Ayy, these boys lame as f-, I got facial recognition (huh) Murder mag manager, I got it out the kitchen I'll elevate your bum a- career, with my mention Dawg mad, so I hit his b- and doubled up the tension (ha-ha) Dropped the Range Rover just to move through the snow (skrrt) Drumroll forty 'cause I move when it's go (ayy) Yeah, I heard your song, it was cool, but you broke (yeah) Yeah, I heard you play with that tool, but you bold (yeah) I walk in the club and get to trippin' like my lace loose (make it rain) Hit I gotta (okay), I bought that b- some Prada (okay) Too much money on my plate, heavyweight, b- I'm eight deuce (okay) Check that bag like a guala, on my momma (woo) N- hate when I talk money 'cause they ain't got none (hey) Make a opp run (hey), call a hundred round Glock fun 500 essays, my ni- had a high run (500) Dreamed I was in a Benz, so I dropped one (skrrt) Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Tool on the TEC, fool and get whacked, uh Smooth, but I don't play by rules, so get back (okay) Don't wear blue, so I'ma buy the Loub's just to match it (okay) Jumpin' over n- leapin' hit that p- for a hour off them pills, I, uh Eliminate, I'm sleep Teacher asked who I wanna be, I said, "My nigga Tee" Whole squad throwin' up the B's like I hit a three Left wrist icy (hey), right wrist icy (hey) B- tried to spike me (hey), feds try to 'dict me (hey) Saint Laurent shirt, nah, b- this ain't no white tee Put all my n- on that screen like I'm Spike Lee Cooler on the TEC, four-five, Nina Busser Baby, wanna be my kid's momma, I can't trust her P- was amazin' but I can't even cuff her Too much bread, I can't even spread chunky peanut butter (ooh) If you know your b- bad, n-, please, tuck her Tell her new n-, "Take a knee, I done fucked her" (okay) P- was amazin' but I can't even cuff her (okay) Too much bread like I'm tryna spread chunky peanut butter N-, left wrist icy, right wrist icy (ice) Left wrist icy (ice), right wrist icy (ice) Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack N-, left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (both of 'em) Left wrist icy (yeah), right wrist icy (hundred on that b-) Belt was a stack (yeah), shoes was a stack (what else?) Belt was a stack (what else?), shoes was a stack (talk to 'em) Ayy, ask God to help me take flight (yeah) Now I know how it feel to everythin', except wear fake ice (facts) Only tell the truth to Jesus, when we talk on late nights (amen) Like, "You know I committed every sin except for rape, right? (Did everythin') Waitin' on our momma now, they gave me back my brother (he hard) My chain cost the same way I keep it, that's a hundred (whole hundred) The shooter got his passport, we'll blow you down in London (boom) Next time a n- diss me, ask 'em, "Do he got more money?" (He don't) I got pull, ayy (pull), but it's rules, ayy (but it's rules) Have n- walk up in your house like they your roommates (knock-knock) Yeah, left wrist icy (icy), new crib pricy (yeah) N- don't like me, you'll get fried like Hibachi (cookin') Wish somebody would, try to play like I ain't GOATed (what?) Keep it real, I'm the reason n- gettin' noticed (facts) I was headlinin', n- couldn't even open (facts) It was mine first, now it's Baby Grizz' moment, n- Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, b- Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Left wrist icy, right wrist icy Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack Belt was a stack, shoes was a stack, b- (stack, b-, stack, b-)

Ayy, ayy, what's up gang Let me go secure the M's for the gang Ayy, ayy, what's up gang Those niggas still think it's my fault Ayy I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) I went been feelin' all kites To puttin' an M on my block New Gucci sweater is drip (that's drip) Somebody give me a mop (that's drip) These niggas act like the cops (Like fuzz) Gossipin' more than the thots (nigga what?) In jail I had stripes off the rocks (stripes) I make you count off the rocks These niggas think that I made it and Can't get my friends, so they wanna be ops If I see no niggas who hatin' and I'm In that spaceship, I'm droppin' that top I get that cake like my b-day ain't no happy belated I'm callin' the guap Who gave you niggas a voice Who told you your thoughts count GPS straight to the money I put my niggas in route They told me got bricks in the drop AR with the big Mickey Mouse You poses your lady at 12, Ain't that nice seein' my dick in her mouth? Candles all over the mansion You lil niggas can't shit on my house I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) Fuck-fuck with-with me-me boy Cut off your hands and your fingers 100 round in your ears with a ringer Cock it back, watch it turn to a singer Get it firing like this Jerry Springer All of my niggas on go-go Zip the AR back like the pogo Don't do dirty with these niggas, they popo Had a G Wagon trap turned to rojo Finally gave it to us in that cold-cold Heard the hoes going' wild down in soho One's black and the other one's Mexican Had the hoes eating dick like El Pollo Younger than you with a Maybach Younger than you with a Bentley Fuckin' your bitch from the back, Got her head in a pillow, she keep yellin' gently Ain't being friends with these niggas Cause when i was down not a soul had sympathy That's how I go when you're broke Bitch on the boat do coke Bitch I fucked up on my own Not get lost on these new niggas clones Fucked that bitch and she asked for a loan Bitch you gon' get that shit on your own And nobody give me not a thing So I spend 90k on my ring You can see all my pain in my watch Got my ex downing' bottles of scotch Walkin' round with my hand on my crotch Cause I'm popping and i know you not And I know you see just how I'm livin' You not happy with life so you sippin' Walkin' reeboks on treetops gettin' hella guap Got a big Benz like Sasquatch, Are you talking shit, nigga, with a bitch? Know it's top notch I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes) The iPhone IG all the time (I see you) How dare them niggas gon' lie? Wagyu steak, I dine (real steak) 8 oz, two 55 (real steak) I can't get funky with niggas, My niggas so groovy, you niggas be jives If i ain't had love for me, I woulda been trying' to get Nicki Minaj I need a duffle a verse, I do a hook for a dime Put murders on FaceTime before i get to the club, Nigga, look at the line Money ain't changed my heart but I'm smarter I guess it changed my mind And I take care of my hitters in prison, Don't think it's safe inside (stab his ass) I got that check and took off (took off) Alot of these niggas look lost (they though) They broke they think it's my fault (fuck 'em) Want smoke? We blowin', no cough I want the bitch, she caught I'm drippin', I'm stuck with the sauce (good drip) Yo bitch be fuckin' me raw (good drip) But she love you don't cut yo bitch off (yo bitch) Brand new Givenchy it's white (that's light) Limited Louis, that's light (too light) Wraith in the city, that's light (that's light) LED, look at the lights (too light) We the ones niggas don't like (don't like) But you niggas too light (too light) Why even play with yo life? (yo, life) Bank account looking like yikes (Bank account lookin' like yikes)