From the Heart

Lyrics

[Intro] (Cook that shit up, Quay) [Chorus: Lil Keed & Lil Keed & Millie Go Lightly] I told you this shit from the heart No game, but I played my card Now I'm switching the cars Yes, I just switch out the broads Where y'all niggas was at when I was down bad and it was so hard? Now y'all boys be tryna cut me off, well shit, you lost Not tryna match anyone Every winter time Y'all niggas ain't shooting no guns But I got like too many guns They know I sponsor the funds I'm just tryna catch a vibe, live life and have fun [Verse 1: Lil Keed] Plain Jane watch, it cost more than my crushed one Pulled up on a banshee, they thought I was mink or somethin' Outside the whip is glazed, but my inside cinnamon bun Get these millions with Millie, we ain't rocking sun No, oh Make baby girl touch her toеs I'm set for like 'cause I wantеd more Black and white diamonds, looking like s'mores Back the fuck up, girl, I don't want a hug Yeah, we Slime lux, so you out of luck Get you ran down, don't test us Don't cop a plea, don't tell nothin' Told you I got your back, now the lawyer on the way to pay your bond [Chorus: Lil Keed, Lil Keed & Millie Go Lightly & Tee Grizzley] I told you this shit from the heart No game, but I played my card Now I'm switching the cars Yes, I just switch out the broads Where y'all niggas was at when I was down bad and it was so hard? Now y'all boys be tryna cut me off, well shit, you lost Not tryna match anyone Every winter time Y'all niggas ain't shooting no guns But I got like too many guns They know I sponsor the funds I'm just tryna catch a vibe, live life and have fun (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ahh) [Verse 2: Tee Grizzley] Money on my head (Where?) Who gon' come collect? (Come get it) Got too much respect (Yeah) Want me dead? Gotta do it yourself (Pussy) Not tryna match anyone That slime match your energy thinking you tough Ice on my watch, it can go in my cup You pay for the package and that's not Runtz Nigga play crazy, he gettin' a beam His last upload gon' be on a tee (Bop, bop) Run up a million with Gotit and Keed Jump out the Bentley, Glock-nineteen (Bop, bop) That's my slime, he bleed green (Slime) Lil' bro guilty, but he ain't gon' plead Knock on your door with the mask, it ain't trick-or-treat I'm off a X, so I might oversleep (Gang, gang) Two-hundred-K, I did that in a week (Gang, gang) Trackhawk, I'm getting neck in my Jeep (Gang) A-list, I get a check overseas (Gang, gang) Peanut butter breath on my leaf (Gang) Ain't have a plug, ain't know how to scam, so I was a thief (Yeah, give me all that) Keed, for fifteen-K, my blooda'll send all the opps to the king Bow (Brrt) [Chorus: Lil Keed, Lil Keed & Millie Go Lightly & Lil Gotit] I told you this shit from the heart No game, but I played my card Now I'm switching the cars Yes, I just switch out the broads Where y'all niggas was at when I was down bad and it was so hard? Now y'all boys be tryna cut me off, well shit, you lost Not tryna match anyone Every winter time Y'all niggas ain't shooting no guns But I got like too many guns They know I sponsor the funds I'm just tryna catch a vibe, live life and have fun (Yeah, yeah, Hoodbaby) [Verse 3: Lil Gotit] I been fuckin' up this check (Uh) I'ma tell you I'm nothing like the rest (Nah) Goin' crazy, wide body (Uh-uh) Whip that wheel what I do best (Ahh) From the city where these niggas hate and the other niggas get stretched (Facts) One problem, I'll make a call, take your life, it ain't no test (Stop that) Ran it up, I got 'em sick Got your mall in this bitch (My brother) Standing tall in this bitch I'm a big dog in this bitch (For sure, sure) I can drop some shit right now and make 'em all fall and quit (Facts) Niggas got no hats, they go Instagram live when they spin (Let's go) You saving that ho, she the action My shit blowing, send 'em a package (Yeah) Wet out the storm and stack up some cabbage Get on her knees, but I had to smack it (Smack) Cullinan Road, we gotta have it Sippin' fours, they just acting (Pour it up) Hid my bands in a mattress Bought my mans fifty static (Grraow) [Chorus: Lil Keed] I told you this shit from the heart No game, but I played my card Now I'm switching the cars Yes, I just switch out the broads Where y'all niggas was at when I was down bad and it was so hard? Now y'all boys be tryna cut me off, well shit, you lost Not tryna match anyone Every winter time Y'all niggas ain't shooting no guns But I got like too many guns They know I sponsor the funds I'm just tryna catch a vibe, live life and have fun