[Lyric] Left My Heart (Thugga Massina)

[Hook]
I left my heart with my last bitch
Now I’m in the Bentley talking cash shit
You know what bitch is press to start
I bought it when I left my heart
Father forgive me but I’ve been scarred up
All of these bitches done tore my heart up
And that’s the reason I got my guard up
But now I’m eating nigga I’m charged up
So much for hard luck

[Verse 1]
Long as it’s blood in my muscles
I feel like Lauren London, I’m in love with the hustle
A world full of trouble, and I’m well traveled
Don’t judge me though I got finger prints on the gavel
The kettles a littlе blacker
Or maybe that’s my way of justifying
See like thе 3 hyenas, I just laugh at the lying
But that’s to keep from crying, that’s to guard my fears
Cuz like I’m on a prison bus, man I been brought to tears
Though I ain’t been there in half a year
I still got love for the block like the Cavaliers
Been on my Aries spears, just trying to make a good impression
She say she needs my love and affection - but
[Hook]
I left my heart with my last bitch
Now I’m in the Bentley talking cash shit
You know what bitch is press to start
I bought it when I left my heart
Father forgive me but I’ve been scarred up
All of these bitches done tore my heart up
And that’s the reason I got my guard up
But now I’m eating nigga I’m charged up
So much for hard luck

[Verse 2]
Gon’ continue to drop the hits
Keep my head in the game like an Oculus
Stay innocuous and chase Salmon Ps
‘Til we acquire like Kirk Franklin and the family
A young prince, fell in love with the vanity
Hence, I’ve been scrubbed of my sanity
But fuck it ‘cause I’m starving
I feel something brewing inside like TD Garden
I’m so focused, you gotta beg my pardon
Like old Otis, man I’m just trying to cop Martins
This hoe bogus, say I don’t treat her like I should
But like Urkel’s car, I gotta get out the hood - and

[Hook]
I left my heart with my last bitch
Now I’m in the Bentley talking cash shit
You know what bitch is press to start
I bought it when I left my heart
Father forgive me but I’ve been scarred up
All of these bitches done tore my heart up
And that’s the reason I got my guard up
But now I’m eating nigga I’m charged up
So much for hard luck