Zian Xavier Reddic - Heavy Heart

RuLA please just take me like where you going
To find me they thinking that they know him
Ill be okay with god i'm chosen
Y'all see this i know y'all notice
RuLA please just take me like where you going
To find me they thinking that they know him
Ill be okay with god i'm chosen
Y'all see this i know y'all notice
Lotta people said that they was scared for me
Other people act like they just scared of me
I know what they thinking who they rather be
I just treat this music like its therapy uh
Why they hating on me
Ive been showing them love
Why my heart so good
Why yo heart froze up
Ive been bleeding over here
And you all sowed up
Bet they all show up
Bet they all show up
No trust fund but in the money we trust
No gun license but that wont stop us from bussin
Used to ride on them busses
Yeah
115 comfortably accompanied
By my sister Arsheri
And everyone passing us asking us like
Hey are yall twins
11 months apart
We damn near beating the same heart on yall
Tripping the world we all go different places
This is for Paul my brother
This for Layses
This for Nehemiah and Jordyn
This for Deyton
This for Leanna, Messiah, Nu'kera
Yeah yeah
RuLA please just take me like where you going
To find me they thinking that they know him
Ill be okay with god i'm chosen
Y'all see this i know y'all notice
RuLA please just take me like where you going
To find me they thinking that they know him
Ill be okay with god i'm chosen
Y'all see this i know y'all notice
Still smoking still hooping
Since a younging i been doing both
Me i can show you the ropes like
This how you roll a wood
First and foremost
When you buy it feel it up make sure its good
Unroll and then just use some water
You know wash it up
Dry it with a napkin before you start rolling ganja up
What you smoking on is that fire
If not dont pass it bruh
I just break the weed down with my fingers
Like im texting sum
I dont even use a grinder no more
It be smashing nugs
Big woods cant even roll it i gotta tumble actually
And if you smokng with ThaRuLA
Please dont ash on me
Treat the seats in the whip like furniture
They came from Ashley's
Momma dear to me she get whatever she can ask of me
Like she was in the gym too if the NBA drafted me
Never had the jordan 2s
But i always been the one
I be shining hella hard
I think imma have a son
RuLA

Written by:
Zian Reddic

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