HEARTLESS ft. Rellz The General Lyrics

Tryna get to the bag we popping tags

Imma run till the cash flow uh

Im all on they ass these niggas mad

Im a GOAT and we all know uh

Can never be last u niggas trash

Imma win let my heart glow

Put ten in the mag cool like a fan

Fuck around make the world know

Ain't no love in the streets I am no heathen

Gotta get what I got that's for no reason

Used to ride off in a 10 Speed

I want all of the beef I am not vegan

RIP to my niggas my heart bleeding

Imma ride for my brothers we all demons

Imma get to the money regardless

This world so heartless

Get to the cash get to the money

Get to the cash get to the money

Yea im loving the feeling

Shawty im high as the ceiling

Don't worry bout shit about billing

Now tell me shawty why u grilling me

Think im faded off the Hennessy

All these niggas out here killing me

They really think that im the enemy

But a youngin out here balling

Fuck it I hear all talking but im the man when I walk in

Bitches be stalking soon the labels gon be calling

Calling back talking fat stacks but nobody gon take my identity

They call me D to the B An to the Dre you okay

What a price to pay for this shit yea

Imma do what I want

Say what say write what I write

Nigga gonna hate tryna imitate cannot relate

Yea yea

But In the end im getting paid

Tryna get to the bag we popping tags

Imma run till the cash flow uh

Im all on they ass these niggas mad

Im a GOAT and we all know uh

Can never be last u niggas trash

Imma win let my heart glow

Put ten in the mag cool like a fan

Fuck around make the world know

Ain't no love in the streets I am no heathen

Gotta get what I got that's for no reason

Used to ride off in a 10 Speed

I want all of the beef I am not vegan

RIP to my niggas my heart bleeding

Imma ride for my brothers we all demons

Imma get to the money regardless

This world so heartless

This world so heartless

Im filling my cup up with darkness

My plan is to ball till we all win

Just politicking no Chris Lawson

Just doing my dance with Demarcus

I keep me some gas like its lawless

Six in the clip like its carbon

Let this bitch rip get to sparking

My niggas be moving real militant like we in Iraq

Boy you know the code don't bend break or fold

Stay true to my bros can't deny that

This world is real cold these bitches is hoes

We keep losing souls need my guys back

Go pick up a thot bring her to spot

She don't give it up make her crawl back

If you got it introduce all that

Im a fiend for the racks need my checks fat

And yo bitch keep calling me I think imma text that

Keep a sack with a strap round the seatbelt

Could run up see the heat melt

My cup to the top with some darkness

We just fucking I can't put my heart in yea

Tryna get to the bag we popping tags

Imma run till the cash flow uh

Im all on they ass these niggas mad

Im a GOAT and we all know uh

Can never be last u niggas trash

Imma win let my heart glow

Put ten in the mag cool like a fan

Fuck around make the world know

Ain't no love in the streets I am no heathen

Gotta get what I got that's for no reason

Used to ride off in a 10 Speed

I want all of the beef I am not vegan

RIP to my niggas my heart bleeding

Imma ride for my brothers we all demons

Imma get to the money regardless

This world so heartless