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Black Heart
CONVOLK Lyrics
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Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
Get cold, wrist froze, like I told you
Get bands, all alone, like I'm 'sposed to
Don't come to my funeral, I don't know you
I'm next, no flex, 'cause I chose to
Don't have nobody to get close to
Don't have nobody, I got no crew
They tell me I'll come up, I got no clue
I'm dyin' inside, but that old news
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
And, I don't think I really want this shit to last
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars (skrrrt!)
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
And, I don't think I really want this shit to last
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
In "Black Heart" by CONVOLK, the lyrics describe the rapper's struggle with loneliness and isolation, as well as his desire for success and the temptations that come with it. He references his mother's passing and how much he misses her, creating a sense of sadness and emotional weight. The repetition of the line "leave me to myself" emphasizes his desire for solitude and his belief that nobody can truly help him. The mention of his "black heart" suggests a darkness within him, as he contemplates selling his soul and the possibility of going to hell.
The chorus of the song highlights his focus on materialistic possessions, with mentions of pretty girls, fast cars, and accumulating money. These desires are in direct contrast with his feelings of loneliness, as he explains that he doesn't have anyone to get close to and that he doesn't know who he can trust. He also acknowledges his confusion and uncertainty about his future, stating that he doesn't have a clue about how he will "come up." These lyrics portray a complex and conflicting image of CONVOLK, where he desires success and wealth but also feels lost and alone.
Line by Line Meaning
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
I've been hustling and working hard to make money like a track star running to win.
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Life is short, and I'm living it to the fullest by indulging in the pleasures of pretty girls and fast cars.
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
I am mourning the loss of my mother who has passed away and I miss her deeply.
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
I'm Convolk, the next big thing, but my heart is black and full of sorrow.
Leave me to myself
I prefer to be alone and not have anyone bother me.
Don't need nobody else
I don't need anyone else in my life, I can handle it on my own.
Yeah, I asked for help
I did reach out for help, but no one came to my rescue.
But, no one ever helped
Nobody ever came forward to lend me a hand when I asked for help.
My soul, I'm gonna sell
I'll do whatever it takes to achieve my goals, even if it means selling my soul.
And it ain't hard to tell
It's obvious to everyone that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to succeed.
That I'm goin' to hell
I'm aware that my actions might have consequences and I might end up in hell.
Get cold, wrist froze, like I told you
My body is cold and numb, and my wrist feels frozen, just like I predicted.
Get bands, all alone, like I'm 'sposed to
I've accumulated wealth on my own, just like I was meant to.
Don't come to my funeral, I don't know you
I don't want anyone who didn't know me in life to show up at my funeral.
I'm next, no flex, 'cause I chose to
I'm the next big thing, and it's not because of luck, but because of my choices.
Don't have nobody to get close to
I don't have anyone in my life that I can get emotionally close to.
Don't have nobody, I got no crew
I don't have anyone on my side, I work alone.
They tell me I'll come up, I got no clue
People tell me that I'll make it big, but I have no idea if that's true or not.
I'm dyin' inside, but that old news
My inner self is suffering, but that's nothing new, as I've been struggling for a while now.
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
I've been wondering where the people who said they'd be there for me are now.
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
I'm feeling quite angry and upset about my situation.
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
I've been reflecting on the past, on what I've lost and what I've gained.
And, I don't think I really want this shit to last
I'm not sure if I want my current lifestyle to continue, as it's not making me happy in the long term.
Writer(s): Convolk
Contributed by Hudson W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@tracy666
LYRICS:
So i been running up the ends like a trackstar
short life, pretty girls, and da fast cars
Rest In Peace to my moms yeah i miss her
Convolk up next with a black heart
Leave me to myself
dont need nobody else
Yeah i asked for help
But no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul im gonna sell
And it aint hard to tell
That im going to hell
Get cold wrist froze like i told you
Get bands all alone like im sposed to
Dont come to my funeral i dont know you
Im next no flex cuz i chose to
Dont have nobody to get close to
Dont have nobody i got no crew
They tell me ill come up i got no clue
Im dying inside but that old news
So i been asking where you at, where you aaaaat
So i been feeling sorta mad sorta mad
So i been thinking bout the past bout the past
And i dont think i really want this shit to last
So i been running up the ends like a trackstar
short life, pretty girls, and da fast cars
Rest In Peace to my moms yeah i miss her
Convolk up next with a black heart
Leave me to myself
dont need nobody else
Yeah i asked for help
But no one ever helped
Leave me by myself
My soul im gonna sell
And it aint hard to tell
That im going to hell
So i been asking where you at, where you aaaaat
So i been feeling sorta mad sorta mad
So i been thinking bout the past bout the past
And i dont think i really want this shit to last
So i been running up the ends like a trackstar
short life, pretty girls, and da fast cars
Rest In Peace to my moms yeah i miss her
Convolk up next with a black heart
@killshot2521
[Intro]
DeeB got that heat...
[Chorus]
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
[Verse]
Get cold, wrist froze, like I told you
Get bands, all alone, like I'm 'sposed to
Don't come to my funeral, I don't know you
I'm next, no flex, 'cause I chose to
Don't have nobody to get close to
Don't have nobody, I got no crew
They tell me I'll come up, I got no clue
I'm dyin' inside, but that's old news
[Pre-Chorus]
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
And I don't think I really want this shit to last
[Chorus]
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars (skrrrt!)
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
[Pre-Chorus]
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
And, I don't think I really want this shit to last
[Chorus]
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
@lanijapro1930
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
[Verse]
Get cold, wrist froze, like I told you
Get bands, all alone, like I'm 'sposed to
Don't come to my funeral, I don't know you
I'm next, no flex, 'cause I chose to
Don't have nobody to get close to
Don't have nobody, I got no crew
They tell me I'll come up, I got no clue
I'm dyin' inside, but that's old news
[Pre-Chorus]
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
And I don't think I really want this shit to last
[Chorus]
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars (skrrrt!)
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
[Pre-Chorus]
So, I been askin', "Where you at, where you at?"
So, I been feelin' sorta mad, sorta mad
So, I been thinkin' 'bout the past, 'bout the past
And, I don't think I really want this shit to last
[Chorus]
So, I been runnin' up the ends, like a track star
Short life, pretty girls, and the fast cars
Rest in peace to my moms, yeah, I miss her
Convolk, up next, with a black heart
Leave me to myself
Don't need nobody else
Yeah, I asked for help
But, no one ever helped
Leave me to myself
My soul, I'm gonna sell
And it ain't hard to tell
That I'm goin' to hell
@BOOTLEGGANG
convolk deserves this recognition
@coldhartjr3839
For stealing a beat from another artists?
@vilethorn6861
@@coldhartjr3839 which beat did he steal? This beat was a public FREE type beat on Dee B's channel
@coldhartjr3839
Global dans poison
@vilethorn6861
@@coldhartjr3839 convolk made his song first lol. Plus like I said it was a free beat which anyone could have used
@gangatalishis
whoever engineered and produced this gets massive props.
@ghostecrack997
Prod. Dee B
@ARSHXVN
@Alex Kane this totally isn't convolk the big daddy himself . Move on
@yungtrilly1801
Dee B got that heat 🔥
@lostcause318
@@ARSHXVN He produces all his own music