My Heart lyrics

[Intro]
RJ always trippin', man
RJ always trippin'
You took my love and I'm willing
Ayy, it's Philthy, n*gga
But there's no limit to the love I'm giving
Funk or die
Can I be real with y'all right quick?
The love I'm giving
Uh-huh, look

[Verse 1]
Blocked all my ex-b*tches so they can't see me winning (Faggot)
Tint on the foreign so they can't see me in it (Foreign)
Wraith only worth one-fifty but I spent three hundred (That right?)
Benz only worth a hundred and I spent two hundred (It's Philthy)
Duckin' a fed case so I sold it all (I had to)
I'd rather get rid of all this sh*t before they take it all (Swear to God)
I can't keep taking losses, b*tch, I f*ck with bosses (Uh-uh)
Million dollar meetings at EMPIRE office (It's Philthy)
First rule of business, n*gga, mind your own (Ayy, do that)
Forty thousand on a lawyer, I want my brother home (Free JBay)
If I wasn't in the field, then why my opps mad? (Suckers)
You ain't doing somethin' right if they is not mad (Philthy)
f*ck being the top n*gga up in rap (f*ck it)
It can't compare to being a top n*gga in the trap (Uh-uh)
And my mama just turned big 59 (Jesus)
In my hood, they call a n*gga Big 59, it's Philthy
[Chorus]
Something in my heart, something in my heart
Ooh, it's got me hooked on you
Something in my heart, something in my heart
Ooh, it's got me hooked on you
Ayy, it's Philthy, n*gga, uh-huh, look

[Verse 2]
If I get knocked down, know it wasn't my opps (Uh-uh)
Most likely a hating ass n*gga from my block (Hater)
If she f*ck with me, she gotta have a CCW (Gotta)
It turn me on every time a n*gga see the thug in you (It's Philthy)
Apple Music got me trendin' 'bout a diss song (Is that right?)
A lot of n*ggas I used to f*ck with, now I disown (Suckers)
My ex-b*tch went and f*cked my brother (Faggot)
Don't give a f*ck about that b*tch, I love 'em like no other (Philthy)
Ling ling got a half a mil' in ice (Swear to God)
Put a half a mil' insurance policy on my life (Ayy, do that)
n*ggas turned they backs on me, now they back on me (pus*y)
I don't f*ck with n*ggas who snake or rat, homie (Philthy)
I gotta feed 'em with a long-handled spoon (I gotta)
Lights cut off in the house, candles in the room (Oh, I remember)
A P of Killzone'll run you 59 hundred (Gelato)
I smoke a blunt and think of Feddi, I'm sick to my stomach
It's Philthy
[Chorus]
Something in my heart, something in my heart
Ooh, it's got me hooked on you
Something in my heart, something in my heart
Ooh, it's got me hooked on you