Black Hearted

Still feel it
 I just deal with it
 Can't even place a call to Zo
 He would've been on all the tours, that's my real nigga
 He would've been on all the tours, that's my real nigga
 He would've been on all the tours, that's my real nigga
 Painkillers for the pain but I still feel it
 Still suffer as a man, I just deal with it
 Can't even place a call to Zo, it feel different
 He would've been on all the tours, that's my real nigga
 I got a couple quarter rims in the gravel chillin'
 I want to see my brothers eat, we ain't in competition
 Fuck a label, I was turnin' down they proposition
 They wasn't talkin' 'bout no chicken, lot of faulty business
 Roaches crawlin' through the dishes that we finna use
 And Payless where my mama had me pickin' tennis shoes
 After all that I been through, I ain't finna lose
 The streets feel like if I did it, they can do it too
 Ayy it's beyond bulletproof when it come to mines
 Drop a hundred, take a hundred trips a hundred times
 They yellin' death before dishonor, that's a fuckin' lie
 It ain't no death before dishonor, motherfuckin' lie
 It's like the slums got a hold of me
 I'm black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me
 I lost the ones closest to me, now I'm soul-searching
 Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship
 The slums got a hold of me
 I'm black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me
 I lost the ones closest to me, now I'm soul-searching
 Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship
 Mama nigga kicked her out in the rain
 Apologizing to me like she to blame
 Should see the look on her face
 Damn, now we gotta look for a place
 Pops locked, he got booked for the yay
 Caught him cookin' the cake
 Four nicky in the hoodie, I'm straight
 You gon' need it, it ain't up for debate
 A lot of snakes out here, homicide a common case out here
 They exterminating our race out here, know you bang out of fear
 For many years, sheddin' tears in this life
 Conversating with the Lord for the spirit enlightening
 Conversating with the Lord, tryna clear the indictment
 They offer coffee and he told on the driver
 Told on the shooter, he said he got a lil' excited
 Broke the code like he ain't know a lot of honor in silence
 We used to go on assignments, that ain't righteous
 I ain't know you was like this, that ain't righteous
 I ain't know you was like this, yeah it be slimy like
 It's like the slums got a hold of me
 I'm black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me
 I lost the ones closest to me, now I'm soul-searching
 Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship
 The slums got a hold of me
 I'm black-hearted, kind of like my heart froze on me
 I lost the ones closest to me, now I'm soul-searching
 Born cursed but I deserve worse, Hell Gang worship