[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
If you ain't got no cheque to cut to these PD's, don't be expecting us
Spinning they rotations, no exceptions, bruh
Unless your record label's names is bla bla and ETC
You get the point, here's some things that you can do to measure up
Start you a foundation from the ground up with your [?]
Get the best MC's to sign with you, then market them amazingly
Flood the streets with all your music, [?]
Then start doing shows all over, get your faces seen
Find out where your record sails are the most, now you can place a team
And every mark is sparking up a buz for you to make some cream
Keep it all consistent, then the price will rise to make them scream
People call this underground, I know it as a way to eat

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
I was tryna make a point but I forgot
We just started having a heart to heart
Out there, I'm just speaking from my heart, tryna get out there
But it's been kinda hard
Even on the mic or on the stage or in the booth
I'm just speaking the truth
I'm tryna get me out there
I'm just speaking from my heart to get out there
So this my heart to heart

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
All around the world same song
Be cairful what you're doing, try to get your money on
Keep these devils out your ocular
Spend if you're popular
They watching ya
You got friends but it feels like you're alone
I been feeling like the dope smokers on every sillable
Every punchline, fighting the fucking industry fight, I'm on the frontlines
Scrounging for every nickol and dime
So they gon cut mine
Kali ain't the future, you lying, I'm on they frontlines
Me and Kutty work like a dozen of them
We the illest n***as in the city, at least the [?]
If you got a spark, start seperate your smart from art
[?] tear that ass apart, we just having a heart to heart, listen
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
I was tryna make a point but I forgot
We just started having a heart to heart
Out there, I'm just speaking from my heart, tryna get out there
But it's been kinda hard
Even on the mic or on the stage or in the booth
I'm just speaking the truth
I'm tryna get me out there
I'm just speaking from my heart to get out there
So this my heart to heart

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Everybody wants to be the next Trinidad James
You don't fit in that lane
And you ain't given the fame
And you don't consider the game
And the lame 360 modern day slave dealer
Meet the criteria, who's to blame?
No one if you show them, there's more to you than a number 1 hit to get you exposure
They laugh they way to the bank, rage against the machine gets you to hustle harder in the paint
Respecting when you acheave something artists just can't carey
Low when they buried their soul
For the various hoes designer wearing his clothes
[?] bottles of mo, and the bank account's running low
They'll find another dumb sucker to finish what you begun
So this is a heart to heart, one on one, taking over
How to stay a float in this industry if you make your [?]
Hopefully when you make it to the top you remember this heart to heart too
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
I was tryna make a point but I forgot
We just started having a heart to heart
Out there, I'm just speaking from my heart, tryna get out there
But it's been kinda hard
Even on the mic or on the stage or in the booth
I'm just speaking the truth
I'm tryna get me out there
I'm just speaking from my heart to get out there
So this my heart to heart