Lyrics:
left in my path
Like my only purpose is to fuckin sit on my ass
Watchin hours go by, so I’m flippin the glass
Call it cheating I cant help it, I been
head, bitch I got a fever
I just poured a three in this little ass one liter
Hard by myself, I ain't paying nan for no feature
I'll take you boys back
to turn time back
Listen when she ask me
Not to go deeper
Maybe I wouldn't be stressing
A nigga is in trouble
Never planned my life like this
Can i wake up
her in the gut
She hit's the ceiling and then
Falls hard onto the floor
Kat blasts a boulder from each
Hand- she can't watch anymore
A well timed
to errrbody else
Don't know how long a nigga got left
So imma go hard until my last breath
I don't understand but you got a plan....but why
Man why?
Why my
music
I trust God and walk hard
Passing by the stupid
I guess my old age don't like the new age your pursuing
Uh oh
They love you till you love God
Then
I've been so alone, spent too much of the year at home
Spent too much time on my own, I wanna know you
I wanna speak but my heart just sinks
I wanna
living in a hoopty
But he saw the beauty and he made a new me
Now I'm not defined by my fashion or my jewelry
I been on a mission after treasure like
look player, it's bout the time that you pay up, nothing skinny on my stuff, I go rough rugged raw
hit the spot like glock, just accept i'm on the set,
could do it by himself he don't need no clique
He could cash the pay check and drive it out with a forklift
I'm stay behind the wheel you can take
sippin that drink I'm really on my mind
I've been goin so hard ma yo baby tired
I just sparked up my wood now I'm really high
I'm a dog I don't bark, call
lyrics by Corb Lund, music by Stan Rogers / Corb Lund
I wanna be in the cavalry if they send me off to war
I wanna good steed under me like my
on the pole
Go on get your money
I won't stunt your growth
Heard you can't have your cake and eat it
Fuck it I won't both
Work too damn hard
Gotta reap what I
by me
I'm not the guy you thought I was nah I am not what you had expected
I got the rhythm of jazz in the eighties and spit like a llama invested
I
Been thru enough ****
To go thru anymo
Keeping my heart on lock
Keeping my heart on lock
Guarding my heart like a security guard
Cause I love so hard
I'm
We only do it big over here on this side
Gotta keep it real, only the strong survive
Go hard everyday, but I stay on the low
Hanging with the archers,
uzi type baby i am not the same
Boy try so hard but still sound like some lame
I don’t know what wearing today
Making a hundred, don’t stay on my way
me
Tryna come stay with me
Someone come pray for me, uh
Say they on go, but they wait for me, uh
Tell Patty cake, bring that cake to me, uh
Lookin like
And i just wanna get it jumping with this music and
Grandad go look at your grandson
He a hater i'm gone hold him for ransom
He illegal in new york i'ma
comfortable?
Your eyes wandered instead of looking at me like I was wonderful
Trash niggas so I packed his shit in a Hefty
Go and lie, say you left me to one
know say it's blessings I deserve in life
I'm a determined guy and
I won't let the world go by
Without paying what I earned, it's mine
Give me my rough
be telling me I don't deserve no peace
It's Trying to kick me out my sanity, and pull me by my feet
I maintain the balance hold my grip foundation
Get ready to go like
Like dumb
And like
Yo right
Like right now
We gone fall up in this bitch
Act donkey in this bitch
We gone jig up in this bitch
We
Yea
Shit it’s been a year
A long hard year
But I’m still here
Yea
Nobody really gave a fuck
Wasn’t nobody praying for me
I ain’t been up in
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