Hard (feat. Anja)
CloverdaleRell
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It can be hard (Hard hard hard yeah) But I got the Lord here to order my steps And it can get hard (Hard hard hard yeah) I don't hold my tongue and I won't hold my breath And it can get hard (Hard hard hard yeah) But I got a feeling I don't know whats next And it won't be hard (Hard hard hard yeah) Cause I'm gonna push 'til its no days left If you surround yourself with hustlers, you'll get your hustle up as well Talking the ones that help you win, not the one's that say you failed Keep them hoes out your business, they most def kiss and tell Get you one that's out here working, not the ones in fake Chanel Uh we flipping bales, no cap, the sky's the limit We don't complain, we make meringue pies with lemons Handle weight like is Venice, stay up late 'til we finish Tryin to keep Olive Oyl from Brutu, you better have that spinach I'm trying to get it, break a pound down to a gram My dawg talkin Silverado's, I like the grill on the Ram Blue Motorycles in clubs, I pray that's never us I'd rather put my faith in Gulley when the narcs come to bust It can be hard (Hard hard hard yeah) But I got the Lord here to order my steps And it can get hard (Hard hard hard yeah) I don't hold my tongue and I won't hold my breath And it can get hard (Hard hard hard yeah) But I got a feeling I don't know whats next And it won't be hard (Hard hard hard yeah) Cause I'm gonna push 'til its no days left I wrote this shit for Ro, well really for his kids And I pray one day they know, that through ya'll your daddy lives You got children, let them be your motivation Because its damn near impossible, to raise them through visitation Get his first job, now you tryin to explain JPay Young single mothers with two jobs, she turns into BeBe You OG Bobby Johnson, how your son working for Ray Ray Shit, you know these street's'll turn your lil man into Tay-K He influenced by them traps, and shooters in them raps Get his hands on a strap, now he post it on his snap Want him some designer, so he slinging marijuana He ain't never had shit, but he bought a crib for his momma It can be hard (Hard hard hard yeah) But I got the Lord here to order my steps And it can get hard (Hard hard hard yeah) I don't hold my tongue and I won't hold my breath And it can get hard (Hard hard hard yeah) But I got a feeling I don't know whats next And it won't be hard (Hard hard hard yeah) Cause I'm gonna push 'til its no days left
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