Go Hard
You dig
Straight up
You dig
You dig
I'm tryna go hard but my bitches can't take it
I'll try to go wait but my nigga I ain't patient
I'm trapping with the gang, gang
Tryna make a same thing
Put you in the back 'cause them niggas ain't bad
I just did what I did
Don't curse on my name I will push you again
Tryna catch up but my nigga I'm free
All of this time I've missing what's real
I'll be hotter than the weather, no joke
Chasing on me, you'll be chasing the smoke
Not gonna lie, nigga I love money
All of my guys, they do not lie to me
I'll be making some money, don't care about the thotties
Dreaming 'bout money ever since on my day one
Me and the guys we've been thinking 'bout kicking
We'll put you on time out then we gonna slide out
I was just a little nigga across the street
Everybody know my name, I guess that's cool
Funny how you ass niggas got close to
Like do you remember, I'm like we was just friends, fool
A lot of y'all niggas be capping though, huh?
Put the Glock to his head just to say goodbye
Run it up, run it up, tryna get that bag
Slang iron in the streets, ain't nobody safe
I'm tryna go hard but my bitch won't let me go
I'm tryna go in, but my bitches ain't with it
I'm tryna chase the bag fool
Stay in yo' lane fool
Tryna tip top, then we hit the double spin
Tip top let's go
Only breaking bread with my niggas, yeah
Ain't gon' be third place
I'd rather be first place
'Cause I know I'ma be the one you go top on
Yeah
We tryna go to the top
We tryna make some more money
Straight up
You know what I'm saying?
I know I know
Man, I'm damn when I'm sure, when I have to go sleep, well I have to go drink with my lean
Counting my days on this Earth and I see that my drip has been dripping so good then I'm great
Hold on my brother's been keeping all peace
All your whores have been making it flood
We layed the grass man, let it green
All of brothers gon' slide out so mean, let's go
I'm tryna go hard but my bitches can't take it
I'll try to go wait but my nigga I ain't patient
I'm trapping with the gang, gang
Tryna make a same thing
Put you in the back 'cause them niggas ain't bad
I just did what I did
Don't curse on my name I will push you again
Tryna catch up but my nigga I'm free
All this time I've been missing what's real
I'll be hotter than the weather, no joke
Chasing on me you'll be chasing the smoke
Not gonna lie, nigga I love money
All of my guys, they do not lie to me
I'll be making some money don't care about the thotties
Dreaming 'bout money ever since on my day one
Me and the guys we've been thinking 'bout kicking
We put you on time out then we gonna slide out
Going hard with the gang gang
Just us, no fakers
Spending lotta cash with my gang gang
I don't really care, I don't wanna lie
Trying to win it all
Baby let's go and eat it all
I'm a gangster and I'ma go hard
When with the gang, I'ma go hard
Trying to go hard with the nigga he be whack
Slay gold chain with the niggas in a trap
Call me REXX, ice on my neck
Gang roll vibe, with the party in the back
Homie slime, stack my racks on the rack
Ho be trippin' lay the lines on the track
YSO gang, play with the slang
Ice on my wrist and it spellin' our gang
Shorty be horny she calling my name (yo, yo, yo)
Try and kill my vibe, put the, wait what? (I think we done)
I think we done
Are we done? Are we done?
Straight up
Alright I'm out, I'm out
Straight up
You dig
You dig
I'm tryna go hard but my bitches can't take it
I'll try to go wait but my nigga I ain't patient
I'm trapping with the gang, gang
Tryna make a same thing
Put you in the back 'cause them niggas ain't bad
I just did what I did
Don't curse on my name I will push you again
Tryna catch up but my nigga I'm free
All of this time I've missing what's real
I'll be hotter than the weather, no joke
Chasing on me, you'll be chasing the smoke
Not gonna lie, nigga I love money
All of my guys, they do not lie to me
I'll be making some money, don't care about the thotties
Dreaming 'bout money ever since on my day one
Me and the guys we've been thinking 'bout kicking
We'll put you on time out then we gonna slide out
I was just a little nigga across the street
Everybody know my name, I guess that's cool
Funny how you ass niggas got close to
Like do you remember, I'm like we was just friends, fool
A lot of y'all niggas be capping though, huh?
Put the Glock to his head just to say goodbye
Run it up, run it up, tryna get that bag
Slang iron in the streets, ain't nobody safe
I'm tryna go hard but my bitch won't let me go
I'm tryna go in, but my bitches ain't with it
I'm tryna chase the bag fool
Stay in yo' lane fool
Tryna tip top, then we hit the double spin
Tip top let's go
Only breaking bread with my niggas, yeah
Ain't gon' be third place
I'd rather be first place
'Cause I know I'ma be the one you go top on
Yeah
We tryna go to the top
We tryna make some more money
Straight up
You know what I'm saying?
I know I know
Man, I'm damn when I'm sure, when I have to go sleep, well I have to go drink with my lean
Counting my days on this Earth and I see that my drip has been dripping so good then I'm great
Hold on my brother's been keeping all peace
All your whores have been making it flood
We layed the grass man, let it green
All of brothers gon' slide out so mean, let's go
I'm tryna go hard but my bitches can't take it
I'll try to go wait but my nigga I ain't patient
I'm trapping with the gang, gang
Tryna make a same thing
Put you in the back 'cause them niggas ain't bad
I just did what I did
Don't curse on my name I will push you again
Tryna catch up but my nigga I'm free
All this time I've been missing what's real
I'll be hotter than the weather, no joke
Chasing on me you'll be chasing the smoke
Not gonna lie, nigga I love money
All of my guys, they do not lie to me
I'll be making some money don't care about the thotties
Dreaming 'bout money ever since on my day one
Me and the guys we've been thinking 'bout kicking
We put you on time out then we gonna slide out
Going hard with the gang gang
Just us, no fakers
Spending lotta cash with my gang gang
I don't really care, I don't wanna lie
Trying to win it all
Baby let's go and eat it all
I'm a gangster and I'ma go hard
When with the gang, I'ma go hard
Trying to go hard with the nigga he be whack
Slay gold chain with the niggas in a trap
Call me REXX, ice on my neck
Gang roll vibe, with the party in the back
Homie slime, stack my racks on the rack
Ho be trippin' lay the lines on the track
YSO gang, play with the slang
Ice on my wrist and it spellin' our gang
Shorty be horny she calling my name (yo, yo, yo)
Try and kill my vibe, put the, wait what? (I think we done)
I think we done
Are we done? Are we done?
Straight up
Alright I'm out, I'm out
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Raboletsi, Reekelitsoe Tsehlana, Tobatsi Nkholise, Tsepiso Morahanye
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