It is real
It ain't fake
Take time to heal
I'll keep you inside my space
It is real
Can't relate if it's fake
Don't speed up your mind
Trust me i know what's up with love and lust
Believe me i ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me i ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me I ain't fronting
No running no rushing
Ain't got no time
To lose yea yea
Jaded much
It happens
Don't mess around
Or you'll get bounced yea yea
No sampling, No Fakery yea yea
But i ain't feeling your energy so I'll move away
Losin myself
Get in my highs and lows
But it's not that deep
2020
We moving moving moving
Moving
Believe me I ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me I ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Girl you know why
Baby we ain't playing no games
And I keep thinking bout how
Don't wanna mess it up
Ain't got no time for criticism, Ey
On My Heart (feat. Nikita Heaven) Video (MV)
Performed By: Getts Kent
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Nikita Heaven Iradukunda, s y, Yves Shema Manzi
Getts Kent - On My Heart (feat. Nikita Heaven) Lyrics
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It is real
It ain't fake
Take time to heal
I'll keep you inside my space
It is real
Can't relate if it's fake
Don't speed up your mind
Trust me i know what's up with love and lust
Believe me i ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me i ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me I ain't fronting
No running no rushing
Ain't got no time
To lose yea yea
Jaded much
It happens
Don't mess around
Or you'll get bounced yea yea
No sampling, No Fakery yea yea
But i ain't feeling your energy so I'll move away
Losin myself
Get in my highs and lows
But it's not that deep
2020
We moving moving moving
Moving
Believe me I ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me I ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Girl you know why
Baby we ain't playing no games
And I keep thinking bout how
Don't wanna mess it up
Ain't got no time for criticism, Ey
It ain't fake
Take time to heal
I'll keep you inside my space
It is real
Can't relate if it's fake
Don't speed up your mind
Trust me i know what's up with love and lust
Believe me i ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me i ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me I ain't fronting
No running no rushing
Ain't got no time
To lose yea yea
Jaded much
It happens
Don't mess around
Or you'll get bounced yea yea
No sampling, No Fakery yea yea
But i ain't feeling your energy so I'll move away
Losin myself
Get in my highs and lows
But it's not that deep
2020
We moving moving moving
Moving
Believe me I ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Believe me I ain't fronting
I got you out of the list of what i play with
You turned a boy to a man, f*ck is u saying
Now
On my heart you're on the front page
Girl you know why
Baby we ain't playing no games
And I keep thinking bout how
Don't wanna mess it up
Ain't got no time for criticism, Ey
Writer: Nikita Heaven Iradukunda, s y, Yves Shema Manzi
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid