[Intro]
Yeah, aight
*Lighter flicks*
Damn this bitch ain’t working bro
Yo run that back
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye that probably Tago
DaVicnY, DaVicnY
I’m not gonna keep this nah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Tago lit this up, bless man
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

[Hook: Siah Hendrixxx]
Got designer on my waist, doesn’t make up for the pain
I was brought up different but these bitches act the same
All these people clinging to me It’s obvious they always fake
Homies sending bullets but she only sending hate

Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh
Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh 
Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh
Got my heart up on my, got my, got my heart
Yeah

[Verse 1: Kaito James]
Stupid thot yeah yeah what you thinking
Yeah, fucking with my head got me drinking
To many of these thoughts got me spinning
It’s been bout money for you since the beginning

I’ve been down now I’m up, hide your bitch she get cuffed
Sometimes money ain’t enough, but it helps when shit gets tough
I’ve been riding in the cut, whole squad gone get up
Talking like you gang yeah you just bluffing
She that I’m turning into something, so she hitting up my line like it’s nothing
We hit the bank with lucky yeah, yeah we running
Ya we running, Ya we running

Ya we running
Ya we running yeahhh
From the twin cities now we brought the twins back to London

[Hook: Siah Hendrixxx]
Got designer on my waist, doesn’t make up for the pain
I was brought up different but these bitches act the same
All these people clinging to me It’s obvious they always fake
Homies sending bullets but she only sending hate

Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh
Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh 
Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh
Got my heart up on my, got my, got my heart
Yeah

[Verse 2: Big Remz]
Ive been grinding ya money on my mind
Breed of my own set up my own kind
Windows down driving down second line
We independent but my money doing fine

Burberry the scarf, designer my clothes
Whoa
Switch blade shawty, top off from one of my woes

Got addicted to my money, ya my heart on my sleeve
Want a mansion by the ocean waking up yeah to the breeze

[Hook: Siah Hendrixxx]
Got designer on my waist, doesn’t make up for the pain
I was brought up different but these bitches act the same
All these people clinging to me It’s obvious they always fake
Homies sending bullets but she only sending hate

Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh
Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh 
Got my heart up on my sleeve Yeaahhhhhh
Got my heart up on my, got my, got my heart
Yeah