Way Harder
My foot on they neck I got niggas mad I'm coming way harder
Remember when wen I jus pushing that soft now the dope harder
How can I ever forget having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but this bag hit harder
Wipe a nigga nose We done knocked him off She gone wipe me down
Shot a gun once course u acting like u got some bodies now
Y'all know my stilo
I spit that crack by the kilo
Used to trap out of the regal
I ain't no free throw shooter Gotta keep 30 in the ruger Niggas gangbang to be cooler
I jus put rocks on the ruler
I got some cousins that boolin
All of my brothers is shooters
Group full of Gangstas in movement
I'll turn yo block to a movie
Clip after clip after clip
B4 we see 12 we gone dip
I wish my brodie was here
I ain't heard from em Ina minute
Niggas throw salt in the game thinkin they can't get caught slipping
I keep that 30 on me like my first name Scottie and my last name pippenn
Bro got pthe 40 on him like his first name Shawn and his last name kemp
I do the dash in the whip
But 12 couldnt catch my drip
I'ma crash out on that bitch riding round w the 4 nick
Most you niggas gone fold yes we can tell you ain't real
You know I stay clutching that pole riding round w the blue still
Most you niggas gone fold yes we can tell you ain't real
My yungins think life is a game they jus shoot n try get the most kills
My foot on they neck I got niggas mad I'm coming way harder
Remember when wen I jus pushing that soft now the dope harder
How can I ever forget having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but tha bag hit harder
When you locked w nobody to call yea that time hit harder
I was on 9th with a couple suspects trappin right out the carter
You DNT know how good it feel to maintain when u come from the bottom
I was out kicking them doors while y'all was school I was getting them dollas
Niggas would look at me diff Bak then cuz I was out jugging and robbing
I was a Yung nigga 14 or 15 n still take you up wit that yopper
I used to sleep at the shelter
When you fucked up they won't help ya
I had to get to that bag jus to eat
Still had a nigga bitch sucking on me
My foot on they neck I got niggas mad I'm coming way harder
Remember when wen I jus pushing that soft now the dope harder
How can I ever forget having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but tha bag hit harder
Remember when wen I jus pushing that soft now the dope harder
How can I ever forget having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but this bag hit harder
Wipe a nigga nose We done knocked him off She gone wipe me down
Shot a gun once course u acting like u got some bodies now
Y'all know my stilo
I spit that crack by the kilo
Used to trap out of the regal
I ain't no free throw shooter Gotta keep 30 in the ruger Niggas gangbang to be cooler
I jus put rocks on the ruler
I got some cousins that boolin
All of my brothers is shooters
Group full of Gangstas in movement
I'll turn yo block to a movie
Clip after clip after clip
B4 we see 12 we gone dip
I wish my brodie was here
I ain't heard from em Ina minute
Niggas throw salt in the game thinkin they can't get caught slipping
I keep that 30 on me like my first name Scottie and my last name pippenn
Bro got pthe 40 on him like his first name Shawn and his last name kemp
I do the dash in the whip
But 12 couldnt catch my drip
I'ma crash out on that bitch riding round w the 4 nick
Most you niggas gone fold yes we can tell you ain't real
You know I stay clutching that pole riding round w the blue still
Most you niggas gone fold yes we can tell you ain't real
My yungins think life is a game they jus shoot n try get the most kills
My foot on they neck I got niggas mad I'm coming way harder
Remember when wen I jus pushing that soft now the dope harder
How can I ever forget having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but tha bag hit harder
When you locked w nobody to call yea that time hit harder
I was on 9th with a couple suspects trappin right out the carter
You DNT know how good it feel to maintain when u come from the bottom
I was out kicking them doors while y'all was school I was getting them dollas
Niggas would look at me diff Bak then cuz I was out jugging and robbing
I was a Yung nigga 14 or 15 n still take you up wit that yopper
I used to sleep at the shelter
When you fucked up they won't help ya
I had to get to that bag jus to eat
Still had a nigga bitch sucking on me
My foot on they neck I got niggas mad I'm coming way harder
Remember when wen I jus pushing that soft now the dope harder
How can I ever forget having nothing that's why I trap harder
That shit hit different when niggas switch up but tha bag hit harder
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Writer(s): Ramone Larry Robertson
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