From The Heart

Original

Gon' let it all out (battle with the change)

(It's finally in your mind)

I'm only writin' shit from the heart from now on (can't let you go)

I mean, I feel like I been doin' that, though

HOOD POET (can't let you go, yeah)

Bah

Bah

I done seen niggas fall victim to them nine shells

Asked if I'm the greatest, and I told 'em, "Only time tell"

Came a long way from a dope-based clientele

And my ambition wasn't gon' never grow if I ain't fail

Money, power, fame, the only thing that keep these hoes here

Tweakin' in the 'Raq, swear that I done seen some cold years

No, he ain't a killer, he just actin' like that role here

Too deep in my feelings, had to wipe away my own tears

But I can't cry no more, I think my tears stuck

Still keep my head up, quick to let that SIG bust

Hate when they take credit for that work, they say, "They did what?"

Always hit the strip, ain't go to church, wish them kids luck

He hard-bodied 'til them hollows rip his flesh and his bones

Tryna bury all our opps 'til all our blessings is gone

Don't think the white folks' hate for us was ever this strong

Who gon' avenge us? Undertaker keep collectin' 'em stones

Late nights when he slidin', he crept with his chrome

Always feel like it's his time when he checkin' his phone

Thoughts of suicide, cryin' with a TEC at his dome

And all 'em feelings he was hidin', they'll never be known

Love my lil' brother, I just hate that I can't tell him he wrong

Earned it in the streets 'cause I ain't feel respected at home

Celebratin' with me, 'member when they left me alone

Gon' let it all out, won't leave no bars left for this song

See me at the top, but they ain't seen the places I crawled

You ain't talkin' money, you don't speak my language at all

Reaper comin' for me, know they hope and pray that I fall

Was shootin' for the stars and I put all my faith in that ball

That's no bap, I'm just runnin' more laps

Hudson made me, I was a block baby way before rap

They're killin' all the rappers, so I stay alert with my strap

It's too early to have the guys out here merchin' on Cap'

He a bitch, congratulations, oh, you're earnin' your nap

Catfishin' 'cause they be a different person on apps

Don't need a switch to turn these lights off, them killers gon' clap

Rollin' the dice, lettin' them pipes off, which niggas gon' crap?

Dream chasin', they said, "The meek shall inherit the Earth"

My son won't struggle 'cause I went through that embarrassment first

Only time I know my heart is still there when it hurt

Gon' be that nigga 'til my family gotta stare in that dirt

Gang

(I won't let you go)