Jay Fendi - Heart Stolen

I got my heart stolen
These bullets penetrate ya body that’s what I’m toting
I speak the facts I’m a younging with my eyes open
I talk my sh*t
Make one more hit
It’s time that i focus
(It’s time that I focus)
Where I’m from we put in pain before we die hopeless
My momma ask me if I’m fine I said im heartbroken
I may be young
But I ain’t dumb
It’s time that I’ve spoken
I realized the words i love you
Stand for I’m joking
Got me like
Babyyyy
Girl I need somebody
Need you right beside me
Need you right beside me
Yeah
She got me like
Babyyy
Girl I need somebody
Need you right beside me
Need you right beside me
Yeah
Im like Shorty I’m a hood figure
You break my heart
I’ll bring the pain
Ayo was good wit her
You talking hot
We bring the gang
Aint no drug dealer
But she addicted to my thang
And if I’m f*cking ha
Then she won’t eva be the same
Like
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Got me like
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Got me like
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Got me like
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Nah
Got me like...
Babyyyy
Girl I need somebody
Need you right beside me
Need you right beside me
I gave my heart to you
And you just gave me problems
You know I’m wit it
And I told you imma solve em
You tried to play me
Like I’m stupid now I’m heartless
Don’t call me baby
Imma get my sh*t regardless
I got my heart stolen
These bullets penetrate ya body that’s what I’m toting
I speak the facts I’m a younging with my eyes open
I talk my sh*t
Make one more hit
It’s time that i focus
Look
Where I’m from we put in pain before we die hopeless
My momma ask me if I’m fine I said im heartbroken
I may be young
But I ain’t dumb
It’s time that I’ve spoken
I realized the words i love you
Stand for Im jokin
Got me like
Babyyyy
Girl I need somebody
Need you right beside me
Need you right beside me
Yeah
Got me like
Babyyyy
Girl I need somebody
Need you right beside me
Need you right beside me
Yeah
I was in that field
Swear this choppa put in pain
You don’t know about me
All you know bout is my name
Ever I started rapping I ain’t even been same
All I wanted was this paper now I’m on the road to fame
I was really slacking I was rapping on the game
Now I made it happen and I do it for the gang
All these love letters make a n*gga wanna change
I ain’t ever trippin I just wanna spin away
If we hit that block
Then we shoot it up
I got all these hood scars
Ain’t no one to trust
I’m a younging wit a dream
Imma run it up
Ion talk about my paper
Is you dumb or what
I just wrote so many love letters
Ye
I wasted time I coulda done better
Ouu
I just wrote so many love letters
Ye
I wasted time I coulda done better
Ouu

Written by:
Jay Fendi

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