Lyrics:
by a van
It’s only fair you’re getting what you give
Ti do Ti do Ti do
Fuck you
I don’t need you
Ti do Ti do Ti do
Fuck you
I don’t want you
Ti do Ti
such a hard life
It's such a hard life
My Life, It's a hard life
Yo you ain't got it hard if you shop at the store
Some ain't got no bed so they sleep
big, hustle hard
Dream big
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle, hustle hard
You ain't, you ain't, you ain't working hard enough
You ain't, you ain't, you
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
I done did hard drugs
I done seen plenty killings, whoa
Now, you know I know how to rap
I ain't even rappin' right now, I'm just talkin' to you
we be loving hard
Tryna find, find the words to say, words to say
To describe what you mean me, mean me
Side by side like the yin and yang, yin
Pussy whitez ain't really wanna offend me
When I look at 'em they really lookin' fancy
I'll be working hard till I have a Grammy
Tothies want my
the fuck from me
Young dummies, uh, realest
Richest nigga in my town
Yeah, if you ain't come with your
Pistol then get from 'round here
Cause I'm the ref
Its all for you
Really ain't nothing new ain't been loving you
Its hard to choose
And really hard not to lose
And you ain't throwing up the duece
Its
Hmnnn you sleeping
Bbmg
Look at us
I tell you niggaz that we go hard
I tell you niggaz that we ball hard
Look at us
I tell you niggaz that we go hard
coming back for you one day
You can see it from afar, we were riding that wave
Blinded by the lights, and it's something I crave
We didn't want
year they had to ask now they know who we are
Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit
You can tell by who I'm on the phone with
Yeah nigga talking
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
going my way
I'm going my way
I'm going my way is all
Remember when things went sideways
I was by your side
I should have seen the signs when you showed
your stars spin
This hard shit
Worthless piece of shit
You ain't got it like that
This that dark shit, dark shit
Bravo six we going dark, shit
You
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
Bitch I go hard I ain't lying
Bitch I go hard I ain't trying
Hit by two cars still surviving
So til the end imma ball hard Kobe Bryant
Bitch I go
damn crowd
Then bring a frown to my friend [?] warn you
Background check for the chopper
[?] imposters
The murder rate ain't back down yet
[?]
It gets hard tryna see through all this revenue, baby
If you had it all, what you do with it? (With it)
You know I got a tight grip on you, I ain't
I'm in the room
I'm in the bed
Got voices all in my head
Hard to focus
I ain't notice
How you was feeling instead
I was busy fixin problems
Lonely nights followed by absent day
You found it so hard to be with me
My mind tells me you've got evil ways
But my heart's fell in love so
oro yen ti su
Mi
[Verse 2]
Mehn, this sh!t just crazy
N!ggas acting like they got rabbis
Ain’t you suppose to be like a grown man
Why the fvck you
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