Heartless Hearts - Boosie Badazz

No one care about this heart of mine

(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)

Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second life

Maybe that will help this heart of mine

I got this heartfelt thug shit

Because my heart has been broken and stolen

Busted wide open, close your eyes and picture me rollin'

Looking for haters and narcotics out the same mirror

Watching my back across the track with my main hitter

I need a pat on my back, I need a favor

I just got beef for 400 grand by my man, from the crater

I won’t go dig my nigga casket up, take it down Highland road

Take pictures while your casket while everybody throwing folds

No one care about this heart of mine

(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)

Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second life

Maybe that will help this heart of mine

This heart probably can’t be fixed no way

Real talk, it be broken like that

Too many died unexpected times, it was stolen like that

Me and my partner watching, tryna find a mole in the pack

He was an OG, certified, I ain’t know he a rat

She say she love me why you ain’t love me in Angola like that

You let your hating ass friends put your foot on my back

I miss my friends 'til the end, we be really living like that

Need a second line to bring some memories back

No one care about this heart of mine

(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)

Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second life

Maybe that will help this heart of mine

If swinging like a, biting on his lip with his left hand

Wish I could take him back to basketball, layups with left hand

He lost Lil Ivy we both was crying, now he just don’t care man

Billy the kid, they finally got him, gunshot out his left head

Snaked Lil Bleak when I was gone, he was my right and left hand

I’m standing strong behind Bleak name, like Finn with his left hand

I just want know who care man, sell me and hustle with me

Go right back in that struggle with me

Sometimes I feel

Sometimes I feel

No one care about this heart of mine

(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)

Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second life

Maybe that will help this heart of mine

No one care about this heart of mine

(I feel alone, alone, -lone, -lone, mama)

Why Baton Rouge can’t have no second life

Maybe that will help this heart of mine