Is there a heart?
Is there a heart in the house tonight?
Bravehearts
Stand up, stand up
Let me know, let me know if you understand

Is there a heart? (Is there a heart in the house?)
Is there a heart in the house?
You gotta have love
Yeah
You gotta have love in your heart
Yeah, my beginnings was intense
Who´d have thought I´d go legit?
For sure, yeah, yeah

We comin´ blacker than Black Panther 2
Nobody this thorough, that´s the truth
Never go against the family, that´s somethin´ you don´t do
Don´t get Eddie King´d tryna sing your way back in the group, nah
Stars in the ceilin´, God´s Son in the buildin´
Rep that 718, it´s hard to depart from that feelin´

Careful sellin´ weight, the DEA be watchin´ you dealin´
Get yourself straight, before they find that paraphernalia
For those who claim a hundred million on taxes, beautiful actresses
Street dudes who turn activist who used to move packages
No Nas, still here to remove the wall that I´m back against
Legitimized all your hustles before the gavel hit (Oh)
It takes more than love
It takes wakin´ up early to face the moment debatin´
Should I save it or blow it? I mean it´s only some paper
None of my neighbors too nosy, the Joneses ownin´ some acres

To be the greatest is lonely, but it chose me, I take it
Whatever the case may be, I´m out of space, OD
NASA without the A at the end, take off on three
What´s the cost of a CD when fifteen-hundred places one sell?
What´s that to fifteen-hundred peas on one scale?
For a starvin´ artist tryna sneak out and reroute
Originality, I seek out, let´s clean house
To black homeowners, check it out
To black homeowners, take over and throw the lease out
This that movie reel, the Jordan Peele of this thing low-key
Boss shit, pull the strings behind the scenes

On my soul, this for my kids and the cold shit I done did

All them O´s I tried to flip, who´d have thought I´d go legit? Yeah
And the cold shit I done did (Uh-huh)
Pretty girls who let me hit, who´d have thought I´d go legit? Yeah
And the cold shit that you did (That´s right)
All them O´s you tried to flip, who´d have thought you´d go legit? (Oh!)

Grown man business, COVID closed jail visits
Stove still lit, many still on the scales with it
System failed my niggas, in the trial hearin´
No bail, eyewitness showed up, and snitches
I read Jesus´ diary and ran to tell the streets
No, this ain´t no hype, we in the belly of the beast
All they said was I would be a felon, be deceased
Instead, I´m in Margiela, in Loewe with the crease

The consummate (Uh)
Kill ´em all, call the bomb squad and the SWAT for this (Uh)
Got off the block for this (Yeah)

On my soul, this for my kids and the cold shit that I did
Pretty girls who let me hit, it´s only right I went legit (Uh, too legit)
And the cold shit I done did (Haha)
All them O´s I tried to flip, who´d have thought I´d go legit? Yeah (I do it for y´all)
And the cold shit that you did (Uh-huh)
All them O´s you tried to flip, who´d have thought you´d go legit? (Do it for y´all)

Yeah, we was just chillin´ on the sofa
No job, no school, ghetto babies

I was small-time, small-time to big-time
You can do it too, go legit
Yeah, believe in yourself
Live the life you deserve
Haha, that´s how we do
I ain´t forget the roaches and mice
I ain´t forget all that