Heart to Heart Lyrics

Song's full of broken words Same thoughts, the truth on what I'm living

Cause I'm running on the same course And you're riding on that same horse

From trials of little school To getting thousands every week

And having pictures by the pool The heated floors are kinda cool

I wanna do it different Speak about my trials and tribulations

But stay hidden Honestly, the football kinda got me feeling

Different Money try exposing my flaws on all these women

Man, I had to keep my distance And the people in the game are criticising

Every minute Fans ain't always with it

Accountants always billing And some of us just never feel the trust in

Our position And people wonder why they're mainly ballers

With a stigma Seen the olders write a book, I'd rather

Write a hook I seen the vets talking shit about the way

I look Footballer fits, they think it's dripping

Try support the hood I wonder just how many ballers wish they

Always could I'm talking be free, give back and do

Whatever fills Because us ballers kinda need that

Not saying go to clubs and party hard because that's beanwack

I'm saying live your life but never ever cheat the grind

And all these children dreaming prem But 98 won't get the time

And I'm speaking from a place where 2% can reap the shine

So it's live it or you'll die It's deliver or goodbye

It's believe and don't be shy It's work hard and never lie

Paranoia creeps Cause when it's beep it could be robbers trying

To eat Do they know just where I live or do they

Follow to my street It's that rotty fake barking or some dickheads

Trying to breach Do you struggle after games to close your

Eyes and get to sleep Are you overthinking every single action

Through defeat Are you thinking bout the team

Are you trying to leave the league for a better place, a bigger space

Most of all the fans be always thinking it's for bigger wage

Most of us just wanna reach potential try and levitate

Practice what I'm preaching I've been trying to get my mind straight

And music got me balanced still I'm battling in God's way

And still I'm far from perfect but I know a lot can all relate

Subconsciously we're egotistic Who's got the better car

Who's got the rollie off the wishlist Who's getting more bread

And which one's got the more rep And which one thinks he's too sick

But deep down he's too dead I've seen too many fake friends

But that's just where the fake ends Real gotta recognise the real one

Till it makes sense Shorty gotta go and get the pill

Until like day 10 I don't want no baby

Got a baby since like age 10 Ladies wanna try and bag a baller

Well that depend See so many ballers

Breeding wrong and in the deep end Half of what you're getting

Getting swiped that's a big dent Funny how the ladies wanna whip it in the new bends

Look this my heart to heart I'd rather turn my point of weakness into music charts

I'd rather try and make a difference to the youth in charge

The bottom's where we all grew up but no we've made it far

Us ballers had to stick together from the very start

This just a vague introduction to my pen and spark

And I've been battling with fear since I chose the path

More action more cheers like it's Lara Prague

This the ending of beginning this my heart to heart

This my heart to heart

This my heart to heart

I'm really trying to paint the picture like a work of art

Black rose a public figure about to light a spark

To all my ballers in the system that be on the path

I've seen dark I've seen a kid turn into a star

I've seen light I've seen a star really fall apart

I'm dropping caution to the wind this my heart to heart

This my heart to heart