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This that heartfelt shit This that heartfelt Pre-Chorus: YG This that heartfelt shit This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil' bitch All my niggas get a bag, that's all I wish On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit This that heartfelt shit This that make it to the top and it's a hard lil' trip I'm right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil' grip On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah Chorus: Arin Ray & Rose Gold I spilled my heart out to you Spill your heart out to me Know your secrets are safe So few more shots to the face I spilled my heart out to you Spill your heart out to me Know your secrets are safe So somebody help me please Verse 1: YG Talking to my homie, he said he broke Ask him how his daughter, he said they low He said, YG, I can't take this shit no more I said, Chill before you rob something, he said he need to smoke So we lit up, I had to tell my nigga sit up The homie had his chin down, I told him, Put your chin up I can't see you like this, dawg Shot him some cash and told him this, dawg Whatever you wanna do, just put your mind to it and do it Calculate your steps, draw your blueprint, get to it Find some helpin' hands that's gon' contribute to your movement 'Cause anything is possible, just look at me, I proved it Focus on improvement, results, no excuses Stick to the script, know your vision, never lose it I promise, nigga, these my last two cents When that money start coming, don't spend it on nothing stupid My nigga Pre-Chorus: YG This that heartfelt shit This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil' bitch All my niggas get a bag, that's all I wish On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit This that heartfelt shit This that make it to the top and it's a hard lil' trip Gotta focus, my nigga I'm right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil' grip Gotta focus, nigga On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah Shit ain't that hard, just focus Chorus: Arin Ray & Rose Gold I spilled my heart out to you Spill your heart out to me You know, they say that when you talk about shit, it kinda help you Know your secrets are safe So few more shots to the face I spilled my heart out to you Little mental health exercises, yeah Spill your heart out to me Know your secrets are safe It's gon' be okay, baby So somebody help me please Verse 2: Meek Mill Yeah, my dawg came home, he just did a dime I told him hit the road with me at least twenty times He in the hood selling bricks, tryna flip a nine Got locked, went up for bail, got that shit denied On parole, he in the hole, barely calling home Got knocked 'fore I could see him, tell him welcome home Told his baby mama to threeway me, he call her phone 'Cause I know the pain, locked in them chains, all alone And it feel like the walls closing and pray to Allah, hoping that When he go to court, that the feds don't open it Fake niggas putting up, Free you when they be posting it But ain't no money orders in the mail when you open it My young boy was toting that Glock, high off them opiates Killed his dawg about some shit that wasn't appropriate Judge gave him 20 to 40, he couldn't cope with it And now he on the meds, I'm praying he hold his head, for real For real Pre-Chorus: YG This that heartfelt shit This that stay rock solid when life get hard, lil' bitch All my niggas get a bag, that's all I wish On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit This that heartfelt shit This that make it to the top and it's a hard lil' trip I'm right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil' grip On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah Chorus: Arin Ray & Rose Gold I spilled my heart out to you Spill your heart out to me Know your secrets are safe So few more shots to the face I spilled my heart out to you Spill your heart out to me Know your secrets are safe Somebody help me please
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- YG
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