Ishdarr Breaking Hearts Lyrics
Breaking Hearts by IshDARR
[Verse 1: IshDARR]
That good
Posted in Westwood
Say I been foul since
The first crib
By yo hood
Say if it's on yo mind
Don't hold back if it's bothering
Explosive with emotions
Said its best when I just bottle them
Nah girl
Im yelling Nah girl
Pride still a muthafuckha
Double C M our world
One day let me meet yo friend
First name karma
Last name you gone regret fucking me over on my momma
Hold my tongue
Might be some truth to that
Told you I'm so used to that
Prudent stupid who is
You is
Im rolling like 4 in fact
Lungs blacker than my heart
Black the berry
Sweet the juice
Ya innocence my ignorance
The only part you say is true
Corners we still bending
Monte Carlo
20 inches
City crazy senseless killing
Duck it all lord will
Blame enigma
Count the wins
Like back in Racine
The phone from twins
The chosen kids
They know what's real
Told u that we golden still
Changing by the hour
Boodah sour
Playing super spacey
Feeling outer
Acting so estranged
To all the cowards
Kawaski copping that for XARI
Canis 20 copped da Audi
Young mind on the target
CCM full of setergents
Stack it all up til we balling
[Pre Hook: EMAAD]
Yelling how you so tired of my ways
But you know how it goes
Always on that high key pimp player other shit
But you know how it goes
[Post Hook: Ju Preach + IshDARR]
Yelling how you so tired of my ways
But you know how it goes
Always on that high key pimp player other shit
But you know how it goes]
[Verse 2: Ju Preach]
What a time
What a time
Know I need that shit
Blame my fucking niggas
Gave me synergy
To see the shit
I can't tell you
How many bitches
Switched on me
Need them commas and a B
Smokin on some rapper weed
Mama lowkey mad at me
Mad I told her fuck degrees
Mad that I be ripping streets
Mad lil bro look up to me
Plus she think I'm missing sleep
But ain't no sleep
I'm tryna eat
Pull up in that all black beam
Joking til they see the beam
Ain't no jokes with me
Know that I got that wolf in me
Young nigga gleam
Mission green
Ish and preach
Hotboxin Walgreens
Bitches see
The fuckin dream
Hand shakes
Everytime they see the team -
Imagine the grammy speech
The vision meet
They can get a feat
But it's 500
Less it's double cc
Bitches outta pocket
Tell em have a seat
Nigga wilding
It's a wrap for him
Make a nigga
Change his strategy
Solid nigga
Ain't no fuckin movin me
Bet I make a lesi
Say she want the get the d
All of this shit
Just to get to preach
Rocking the shit
Like I'm L-U-V
Bitches claiming claiming
They for only me
[Hook]
That good
Posted in Westwood
Say I been foul since
The first crib
By yo hood
Say if it's on yo mind
Don't hold back if it's bothering
Explosive with emotions
Said its best when I just bottle them
Nah girl
Im yelling Nah girl
Pride still a muthafuckha
Double C M our world
One day let me meet yo friend
First name karma
Last name you gone regret fucking me over on my momma
Hold my tongue
Might be some truth to that
Told you I'm so used to that
Prudent stupid who is
You is
Im rolling like 4 in fact
Lungs blacker than my heart
Black the berry
Sweet the juice
Ya innocence my ignorance
The only part you say is true
Corners we still bending
Monte Carlo
20 inches
City crazy senseless killing
Duck it all lord will
Blame enigma
Count the wins
Like back in Racine
The phone from twins
The chosen kids
They know what's real
Told u that we golden still
Changing by the hour
Boodah sour
Playing super spacey
Feeling outer
Acting so estranged
To all the cowards
Kawaski copping that for XARI
Canis 20 copped da Audi
Young mind on the target
CCM full of setergents
Stack it all up til we balling
[Pre Hook: EMAAD]
Yelling how you so tired of my ways
But you know how it goes
Always on that high key pimp player other shit
But you know how it goes
[Post Hook: Ju Preach + IshDARR]
Yelling how you so tired of my ways
But you know how it goes
Always on that high key pimp player other shit
But you know how it goes]
[Verse 2: Ju Preach]
What a time
What a time
Know I need that shit
Blame my fucking niggas
Gave me synergy
To see the shit
I can't tell you
How many bitches
Switched on me
Need them commas and a B
Smokin on some rapper weed
Mama lowkey mad at me
Mad I told her fuck degrees
Mad that I be ripping streets
Mad lil bro look up to me
Plus she think I'm missing sleep
But ain't no sleep
I'm tryna eat
Pull up in that all black beam
Joking til they see the beam
Ain't no jokes with me
Know that I got that wolf in me
Young nigga gleam
Mission green
Ish and preach
Hotboxin Walgreens
Bitches see
The fuckin dream
Hand shakes
Everytime they see the team -
Imagine the grammy speech
The vision meet
They can get a feat
But it's 500
Less it's double cc
Bitches outta pocket
Tell em have a seat
Nigga wilding
It's a wrap for him
Make a nigga
Change his strategy
Solid nigga
Ain't no fuckin movin me
Bet I make a lesi
Say she want the get the d
All of this shit
Just to get to preach
Rocking the shit
Like I'm L-U-V
Bitches claiming claiming
They for only me
[Hook]