文本歌词

No Heart (没心) - 21 Savage (21·萨维奇)/Metro Boomin
Written by：21 Savage
Young savage why you trappin' so hard
Why these niggas cappin' so hard
Why you got a 12 car garage
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards
Cause these niggas p**sy and I'm hard
I turn that f**king soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my glock and my card
I sit back and read like cat in the hat
21 savage the cat with the MAC
21 savage not boyz n the hood but I pull up on you shoot your a** in the back
Stuart little heard these niggas some rats
Pockets full of cheese b**ch I got racks
I'm a real street ni**a b**ch
I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax
P**sy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em slap 'em out with the fire
Wet your mama's house wet your grandma's house keep shootin' until somebody die
So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar thought it was fourth of july
You was with your friends playing nintendo I was playin''round with that fire
Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol sent me to pantherville
Eighth grade started playin' football then I was like f**k the field
Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out ni**a like holyfield
Fast forward ni**a 2016 and I'm screaming f**k a deal
Bad b**ch with me she so thick I don't even need a pill
I listen to your raps thought you was hard
You ain't even street for real
Niggas love sneak dissing on twitter
They don't want beef for real
And all these niggas play like they tough
'Till a ni**a get killed
'Till a ni**a get spilled 'til your blood get spilled
I'ma at your favorite rapper shoot him like I'm John Dill'
I been with you since day one savage I ain't even hating
So what's up with all that instagram sh*t
Savage I was just playin'
Y'all p**sy niggas fakin' b**ch I hang around them haitians
Pull up on you tie your kids up
Pistol whip you while your b**ch naked
Come on man savage you know I always play your mixtape
Yeah ni**a f**k all that ask your b**ch how my dick tastes
Young savage why you trappin' so hard
Why these niggas cappin' so hard
Why you got a 12 car garage
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards
Cause these niggas p**sy and I'm hard
I turn that f**king soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my glock and my card
So much d**e that it broke the scale
They say crack kills ni**a my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
Chain swangin' diamonds blangin' hold up
Pistol swangin' gang bangin' hold up
Niggas actin' like groupies they don't know us
Little do they know their b**ches f**kin' on the tour bus
Young savage why you trappin' so hard
Why these niggas cappin' so hard
Why you got a 12 car garage
Why you pullin' all these rappers cards
Cause these niggas p**sy and I'm hard
I turn that f**king soft into some hard
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I grew up in the streets without no heart
So much d**e that it broke the scale
They say crack kills ni**a my crack sells
My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale
Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt