GVO CJ, GVO Speero - Heartbreak Before Valentine Lyrics

GVO Nigga
Five told me to pop it so I'm a pop it
Ville niggas we the hardest, we hot jus like a pocket
Life feeling like a movie, the cameras they ain't stopping
I don't know about this college shit, bitches is getting awkward
I wanna move away, get my lil mama VVS lockets
I met her up in Tally you know I get down with the rattlers
So many distractions, my momma just asking me what's happening
Your son going through it, this ain't no closed captioning
In this bitch stressing, I'm holding a lethal weapon
And when I die that nigga Speero, remember him as a legend
And you hoes don't be on no weird shit like we was texting
That nigga preaching, yeah he get it just from the reverend
And I don't know why you tryna be fifty, and still banging
Put them kids in the crib, cause outside it's dangerous
Ain't no blood on that money, it's just sweat and tears
Yeah it's pain behind that money took a lot of years
I remember when my brothers, man we switched the gear
We put all of that city bull shit in the rear
We making dollars, make it make sense
I'm not in Philly, but i'm flyer than a Carson Wentz
Stopped giving love to the people out here faking legit
Shoutout them niggas who done stayed down ever since we was jhitts
With AR15s I could care less if you running a blitz
Stacking chips all over on this side while we avoiding Ritz
With great power comes the responsibility and the risk
Was just in the box like Roddy talking bout ways to get rich
Same time was thinking bout the people I love
Can't trust no niggas that be wearing or hang around some bugs
Can't love no bitch that be out here asking for a hug
That ain't what it was, so lemme show you how to love
Got people praying for me, yeen fucking with a thug
They love how I shoot it, I hit em with the Jordan shrug
If you break my heart, I won't feel it I vent to drugs
While you in the club, I'm thinking bout how I'll make it up
Take you out, slut you out, you tryna yeah or what?
Tell me wassup?
For Valentines, be my trophy lemme hold you up
Leave you alone? Pick up the phone! Can we get old or what?
She getting tired of the same shit, yeah, this old to her
But if she riding like my people, keep her close to us
Can't call them niggas one of mine, we came up playing rough
And don't come try one of mine cause now we old enough
Soon it's gon be Valentines, 02/11 done
I'll break your heart bout mine, don't care if damage done
Watch where you stepping, ask where my gravedigger family from
It's all love

GVO Nigga
Five told me to pop it so I'm a pop it
Ville niggas we the hardest, we hot jus like a pocket
Life feeling like a movie, the cameras they ain't stopping
I don't know about this college shit, bitches is getting awkward
I wanna move away, get my lil mama VVS lockets
I met her up in Tally you know I get down with the rattlers
So many distractions, my momma just asking me what's happening
Your son going through it, this ain't no closed captioning
In this bitch stressing, I'm holding a lethal weapon
And when I die that nigga Speero, remember him as a legend
And you hoes don't be on no weird shit like we was texting
That nigga preaching, yeah he get it just from the reverend
And I don't know why you tryna be fifty, and still banging
Put them kids in the crib, cause outside it's dangerous
Ain't no blood on that money, it's just sweat and tears
Yeah it's pain behind that money took a lot of years
I remember when my brothers, man we switched the gear
We put all of that city bull shit in the rear
We making dollars, make it make sense
I'm not in Philly, but i'm flyer than a Carson Wentz
Stopped giving love to the people out here faking legit
Shoutout them niggas who done stayed down ever since we was jhitts
With AR15s I could care less if you running a blitz
Stacking chips all over on this side while we avoiding Ritz
With great power comes the responsibility and the risk
Was just in the box like Roddy talking bout ways to get rich
Same time was thinking bout the people I love
Can't trust no niggas that be wearing or hang around some bugs
Can't love no bitch that be out here asking for a hug
That ain't what it was, so lemme show you how to love
Got people praying for me, yeen fucking with a thug
They love how I shoot it, I hit em with the Jordan shrug
If you break my heart, I won't feel it I vent to drugs
While you in the club, I'm thinking bout how I'll make it up
Take you out, slut you out, you tryna yeah or what?
Tell me wassup?
For Valentines, be my trophy lemme hold you up
Leave you alone? Pick up the phone! Can we get old or what?
She getting tired of the same shit, yeah, this old to her
But if she riding like my people, keep her close to us
Can't call them niggas one of mine, we came up playing rough
And don't come try one of mine cause now we old enough
Soon it's gon be Valentines, 02/11 done
I'll break your heart bout mine, don't care if damage done
Watch where you stepping, ask where my gravedigger family from
It's all love