Correction Paroles Guard Your Heart par Big Sean

Featuring(s) : Wale, Earlly Mac & Anderson .Paak

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Yeah, oh yeah
I'm broken in pieces down to the soul
I know the whole world can feel it
I know that they can see it
Oh, I hate to admit that I need you, I need you, I need you
Next to me
You said that you were right for me
And I hear you
But right now I need to feel you right next to me

'Cause this all I got, prove that you got me
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Broken pieces
'Cause this all I got, prove that you got me
Yeah
So if you "Nigga," then I'm say, "Is that a Ritz?"
Fifty niggas deep (deep) hundred niggas step
Million Man march (Mmm), cracker don't you start (Yeah)
Hold yo head, guard yo heart, hold yo head (uh)
Nigga, get yo bread, light yo spark, strike yo mark, life don't stop
Hold yo hеad, guard yo heart, hold yo head
Conflicted in this free basеd world of give and take
'Cause I always rather give than to be the one sayin' thanks
Conflicted like bein' signed to Ye and managed by Jay
Conflicted like bein' cool with Pusha and Drake
Conflicted like reppin' a city where I hardly stay
Or knowin' that you wrong but its too hard to say
Hold yo head, guard yo heart
In my life, those were the hardest parts
So many dark times I wish I caught a spark
Or learned not seein' eye to eye could be fixed with a heart to heart (god)
So many lost, I feel lost, got me feelin' like a real nigga Holocaust
Got me mournin' while its dark (Dark)
Life will eat you alive, we know how to be a meal
Shit, rather than see a mill to make it out you need a skill (Yeah)

Though I was past my past, but let's be clear
Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear
Regrettin' everything in life is my only fear
And you know what they say about not conquerin' fears (What?)
If you don't then they'll always be near
As that reminder in your ear, shit that I ain't trying to hear (Nah)
Hold yo head, guard yo heart
In my life, those were the hardest parts
Oh, you mistake me fallin' down for fallin' off
Or mistake me bein' soft for speakin' from the heart
I guess life hasn't taught you as much as you thought
Instead of pickin' up yo missin' pieces, you pick me apart
Boy, hold yo head but guard yo heart
Got tired of white silence so the riots started
And the robbers robbed, you wylin' 'cause yo product gone
We mad that Eric Garner, Breonna, Gianna father gone
Yeah a lot of trauma, we tired, exhasted
Ermias the prophet said it'd be a marathon
Seen all my dogs, shown me god was watchin'
Pandemic slowin' 'em down, they fastin', Ramadan

The land of fifty stars on Hollywood marchin'
White friends don't got us, I promise you I block 'em
I'ma count my bread, I defied the odds
And f*ck the Saint quarterback 'cause he ain't Saint Laurent
Boy, from here on out we are in Peyer Moss
If we leave Reebok, we still bringing pumps and all the broads
I motivate (I motivate) I don't divide (I don't divide)
The 45 a coward for practicing otherwise
A burnt nation, said it's under god
Now gone throw the towel in, I'm by my brother side
Yo nigga be yo nigga when you level up
You see that yo niggas and brothers different when luck is up
So I trust nothing, this industry's something
My biggest rival is my mind protectin' my thoughts as well as my heart
It's fifty niggas deep, 100 niggas step
Million Man march, cracker don't you start
Hold yo head, guard yo heart, hold yo head
Nigga, get yo bread, light yo spark, strike yo mark, life don't stop
So hold yo head, guard yo heart, hold yo head

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