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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? 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 done stirrеd, ask the truth Never go against thе 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) Letras de cancionesIt 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 Jones is on it, 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 home owners, check it out To black home owners, take over and throw the lease out This that movie real, 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 cultured I done did All them O's I tried to flip, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah And the cultured I done did (Uh-huh) Pretty girls who let me hit, who'd have thought I'd go legit? Yeah And the culture that you did (That's right) All them O's you tried to flip, who'd have thought you'd go legit? Grown man business, covid closed jail visits Stove still lit, Mini still on the scales with us System failed my niggas, in the trial hearin' No bail I witness, showed up and snitches My Reggie's is 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 low Ebby with the crease The consument (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 culture that I did Pretty girls who let me hit, it's only right I went legit (Uh, too legit) And the cultured 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 culture 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 From Letras Mania