Heart Ache - 2Kz, Preme

I got a heart ache from the streets

That’s some good niggas, they was here now they deceased

Me and my niggas break it down to have a feast

Wanna roll with gang?

You need some loyalty at least

My lil nigga strapped he plead allegiance to the streets

Only winners ride with me, we don’t bow down to the feet

Free all of my dawgs in the penitentiary

I got a heart ache from the streets, yeah

I got a heart ache from the streets

I’m runnin' with them niggas who ain’t scared to let it go

We some real trap niggas, summer time we seein' snow

Number one is high heat, but the price is real low

If you ain’t gang gang you can’t hang you gotta go

Only fucking with my niggas that was here before the glow

Niggas tellin' and I know

They ain’t silenter than the show

That’s guap, that’s cash throw, this shit out of control

Murder what you wrote

Cold world I need a Colt

Get it in the trap, watch my sears with the soap

Niggas wanna hang, I fuck around and gave 'em rope

'Cause these niggas act like hoes it’s hard to tell a friend from foe

Shooters like Ginóbili, this a pair across the globe

All my niggas be on gold, green beam on the pole

What you feel like?

Livin' like The Wire but it’s real life

I’m just tryin' to make it off the feel like

I got a heart ache from the streets

That’s some good niggas, they was here now they deceased

Me and my niggas break it down to have a feast

Wanna roll with gang?

You need some loyalty at least

My lil nigga strapped he plead allegiance to the streets

Only winners ride with me, we don’t bow down to the feet

Free all of my dawgs in the penitentiary

I got a heart ache from the streets, yeah

I got a heart ache from the streets

Still ain’t nothin' sweet

Bet you’re not in change with the police and we don’t speak

And word about a plummet?

We ain’t never had no leaks

Hard to smile but gotta show these diamonds in my teeth

Used to get them birdies flyin' from the islands every week

Discreet, 'cause they talking 'bout them bitches on a beach

I remember weapons on the stove over the heat

I just stuck the recipe, but they selling' like it’s free

Yeah, mama never raised no fool

She: «Now my son said he just like you», «cool»

'Cause the paper stuck to me like glue, oo

MJs like I’m ballin' with the flu, oo

I was, I was gettin' off that Off White

Now I’m on like, tell my dawgs it’s gon' be all right

Still in song sight

Ain’t no barkin', ain’t no dog fight

Told Kazz to pack his bags, time to be gone, right?

I got a heart ache from the streets

That’s some good niggas, they was here now they deceased

Me and my niggas break it down to have a feast

Wanna roll with gang?

You need some loyalty at least

My lil nigga strapped he plead allegiance to the streets

Only winners ride with me, we don’t bow down to the feet

Free all of my dawgs in the penitentiary

I got a heart ache from the streets, yeah

I got a heart ache from the streets