Chord Heartless feat. Mustard by Polo G feat Mustard

Intro Bm G Bm Em G Bm G Bm Mustard on the beat, ho Chorus Bm My youngin's heartless so they ain't playin' no games G We really want 'em dead, he got hit up close range Bm He fucked up in the head, he wanna see some mo' brains Em On that corner I can't stay up out that dope gang G My cousin got indicted dealing cocaine G She an Instagram addict, she want mo' fame Em I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane Bm Told my inner-self I promise you I won't change Verse Em We make it hot up on yo block, we let that heat blow Bm Catch a opp, we dump the clip, it's time to reload G Put a scope on the AR just like a peep-hole G Think he a bully, we got choppers for the Deebo G Seven figure nigga, tryna maximize them three o's Bm Before the bag, I was fucking all the freak ho's G Balling hard, young legend out the Chi' bitch, I'm like D. Rose Bm Cap, how you make it out this shit? I got the cheat code G Way more to life then just the hood, I'm trying to reach goals Bm Maxine, my heart, since you've been gone, I miss your sweet soul G Ayy, never tell a statement, we won't leak those Bm Better not go talkin' to them people, better keep closed Chorus Bm My youngin's heartless so they ain't playin' no games G We really want 'em dead, he got hit up close range Bm He fucked up in the head, he wanna see some mo' brains Em On that corner I can't stay up out that dope gang G My cousin got indicted dealing cocaine G She an Instagram addict, she want mo' fame Em I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane Bm Told my inner-self I promise you I won't change Verse G We hold a grudge and we want blood, we can't look past the issue D Play with us then and you gon' die, nigga, it's kinda simple G Show no mercy, we gon' kill whoever riding with you Bm Catch you on the other side then we gon' have to get you G Condolences to yo family, they gon' have to miss you D Lil Joe on go and he gon' spark, that's if I pass the signal G My right hand mans, he got his name 'cause he gon' blast the pistol Bm Earned our stripes, we gon' blow if a nigga play foul You would think we had a whistle G Lil Cap-a-lot, G-O-A-T, yeah that's that guy's initials Bm Happiness and depression, I'm stuck inside the middle G I fell in love with dollar signs, won't let my mind forget you Bm Fuck it off, we spend it all on fast cars, and shining crystals Chorus Bm My youngin's heartless so they ain't playin' no games G We really want 'em dead, he got hit up close range Bm He fucked up in the head, he wanna see some mo' brains Em On that corner I can't stay up out that dope gang G My cousin got indicted dealing cocaine G She an Instagram addict, she want mo' fame Em I used to starve, now I'm blowing up like propane Bm Told my inner-self I promise you I won't change Outro Bm G Bm Em G G Em Bm Bm