Artist: YG f/ Arin Ray, Meek Mill, Rose Gold
Album:  4REAL 4REAL
Song:   Heart 2 Heart
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

This that heartfelt shit, this that stay rock solid when life get hard a lil' bit
All my niggas get a bag, that's all I wish
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit

This that heartfelt shit, this that make it to the top, but it's a hard lil' trip
I'm right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil' grip
On some drink a whole 5th and spill my heart out shit, yeah

I spill my heart out to you, spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe, a few more shots to the face
I spill my heart out to you, spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe, somebody help me please

Talking to my homie, he said he broke
Asked him how his daughters, he said they low
He said "YG, I can't take this shit no more"
I said "Chill before you rob something"
He said he need to smoke
So we lit up, I had to tell my nigga "Sit up"
The homie had his chin down, I told him "Put your chin up"
I can't see you like this, dog, shot him some cash and told him this, dog
Whatever you wanna do, just put your mind to it and do it
Calculate your steps, draw your blueprint, get to it
Find some helping hands that's gon' contribute to your movement
'Cause anything is possible, just look at me, I proved it
Focus on improvement, results, no excuses
Stick to the script, know your vision, never lose it
I promise nigga, these my last two cents
When that money start comin,' don't spend it on nothing stupid, my nigga

This that heartfelt shit, this that stay rock solid when life get hard a lil' bit
All my niggas get a bag, that's all I wish
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit

This that heartfelt shit, this that make it to the top, but it's a hard lil' trip
(You gotta focus my nigga)
I'm right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil' grip
(Gotta focus, shit ain't that hard, just gotta focus )
On some drink a whole 5th and spill my heart out shit, yeah

I spill my heart out to you, spill your heart out to me
(You know they say when you talk about shit, it kinda help you)
Know your secrets are safe, a few more shots to the face
I spill my heart out to you, spill your heart out to me
(A little mental health exercise, yeah, it's gon' be ok baby)
Know your secrets are safe, somebody help me please

Yeah, my dog came home, he just did a dime
I told him hit the road with me at least twenty times
He in the hood sellin' bricks, tryna flip a knot
Got locked, went up for bail, got that shit denied
On parole, he in the hole, barely callin' home
Got knocked 'fore I could see him "Welcome home"
Told his baby mama to three-way me, he call her phone
'Cause I know the pain, locked in them chains, all alone
And it feel like the walls closing in, pray to Allah hoping that
When he go to court, that the feds don't open it
Fake niggas puttin' up "Free you" when they be postin' it
But ain't no money orders in the mail when you open it
My young boy was totin' that Glock, high off them opiates
Killed his dog about some shit that wasn't appropriate
Judge gave him twenty-to-forty, he couldn't cope with it
And now he on them meds, I'm prayin' he hold his head, for real

This that heartfelt shit, this that stay rock solid when life get hard a lil' bit
All my niggas get a bag, that's all I wish
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit

This that heartfelt shit, this that make it to the top, or it's a hard lil' trip
(You gotta focus my nigga)
I'm right there, I wanna go, I got a hard lil' grip
(Gotta focus, shit ain't that hard, just gotta focus)
On some drink a whole fifth and spill my heart out shit, yeah

I spill my heart out to you, spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe, a few more shots to the face
I spill my heart out to you, spill your heart out to me
Know your secrets are safe, somebody help me please