Heart Attack by Ollywood Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ollywood]
You change my heartbeat when you're close, I
Know love is hard, but sometimes concrete make a rose thrive
And all you do is make my wrongs right and my lows high
And I'm just tired of these wrongs girls, let the hoes try
While they keep begging for a new thing and the new clothes
And once they get them, they keep asking for a few more
It seems I lose my mind right when they do so
Louis XVI and then XIII shots make the truth flow
Oh girl, God damn, I feel you're mine cause I live in the dream
Just take me alive make your bedroom a scene
I'm feeling your presence so pleasantly near
So maybe tonight make a peasant a king, you're making me sing
Making me think 'bout the lettuce and rings
This is for love, I'm fed up with pimps
This is for love, I'm fed up with pimps
Then maybe I'm fed up with bitches
Truly I can't even see any difference
They running around and they fuck up my distance
I can't change the world but one fucking disc can
I'm fed up with parties, fed up with chains
Fed up with diamonds and jewelry rains
Fed up with tyrants and fed up with names
Just looking for love that money won't change
[Verse 2: Ollywood]
I know I've got the trackload of my flaws girl
Nobody's perfect, but these tracks go with my flows girl
Composed a tercet of my mind, soul and my voice girl
I'm on the surface of my nightmares, ain't no claws girl
Cause all you do is make this life feel so effortless
And I would give you everything girl, you ain't worth less
These other girls, they come quick and they're gone fast
But you're the beauty, I'm the beast girl call me Loch Ness
So let the world just keep the change I'll be keeping it rich
Throw every match I'll be leaping the bridge
Ask for the truth and I'll speak like a snitch
I'm doing my work for the heat and the fridge
No need for a bitch
Keeping it real 'till I sleep in the ditch
You call it life, careful cause I've seen other dicks slip in that bitch
But I got myself on the pitch, used to the court
Loving this game but I'm losing control
If you knew how hard it's abusing my soul
You'd be here right now, wouldn't wait for tomorrow
You're fucking me over it's hard to adapt
What can I do except carving a track
Counting right now on my art and my luck
But if the rose fades my heart will attack
You change my heartbeat when you're close, I
Know love is hard, but sometimes concrete make a rose thrive
And all you do is make my wrongs right and my lows high
And I'm just tired of these wrongs girls, let the hoes try
While they keep begging for a new thing and the new clothes
And once they get them, they keep asking for a few more
It seems I lose my mind right when they do so
Louis XVI and then XIII shots make the truth flow
Oh girl, God damn, I feel you're mine cause I live in the dream
Just take me alive make your bedroom a scene
I'm feeling your presence so pleasantly near
So maybe tonight make a peasant a king, you're making me sing
Making me think 'bout the lettuce and rings
This is for love, I'm fed up with pimps
This is for love, I'm fed up with pimps
Then maybe I'm fed up with bitches
Truly I can't even see any difference
They running around and they fuck up my distance
I can't change the world but one fucking disc can
I'm fed up with parties, fed up with chains
Fed up with diamonds and jewelry rains
Fed up with tyrants and fed up with names
Just looking for love that money won't change
[Verse 2: Ollywood]
I know I've got the trackload of my flaws girl
Nobody's perfect, but these tracks go with my flows girl
Composed a tercet of my mind, soul and my voice girl
I'm on the surface of my nightmares, ain't no claws girl
Cause all you do is make this life feel so effortless
And I would give you everything girl, you ain't worth less
These other girls, they come quick and they're gone fast
But you're the beauty, I'm the beast girl call me Loch Ness
So let the world just keep the change I'll be keeping it rich
Throw every match I'll be leaping the bridge
Ask for the truth and I'll speak like a snitch
I'm doing my work for the heat and the fridge
No need for a bitch
Keeping it real 'till I sleep in the ditch
You call it life, careful cause I've seen other dicks slip in that bitch
But I got myself on the pitch, used to the court
Loving this game but I'm losing control
If you knew how hard it's abusing my soul
You'd be here right now, wouldn't wait for tomorrow
You're fucking me over it's hard to adapt
What can I do except carving a track
Counting right now on my art and my luck
But if the rose fades my heart will attack