Hard
Can count how many times I done been tried on some hoe shit
I forgave but ain't forgot, I moved on from that old shit
Holding grudges held me back, bitch I ain't got time for that
Half the reason why every season old hoes keep running back
Look I want no parts of these, niggas who broke old parts of me
Can finally say fuck em I never loved 'em wholeheartedly
Prolly why I go hard with these lyrics written in bars that be
Fucking up old flames who left one too many scars on me
Bitch I'm in my bag, making investments, no pardon me
Mispronouncing wines called Chardonnay like Chardonnee
I sip to ease my mind, when I reflect on old parts of me
That couldn't see for some time how so motherfucking hard I be
Bitch don't underestimate how I managed to elevate
Hoes be wanting the game, but don't take the time to dedicate
To themselves, be worried bout everybody else
But I cant fuck with that, bitches can dish it but cant when it's chucked back
Ducked back into the craft when I was down on my math
Only shit I looked forward to was sleeping and taking baths
Ran my '05 Camry round the city just to build my bank
Just enough to pay my bills, get small shit and refill my tank
Bitch I was down bad, but I'm glad that I'm finally straight
I prayed on some real shit, asking God how long it would take
Had to boss up, hurt some feelings, I did what was best for me
Folks want a piece of the come up, but don't know the recipe
I feel like bitches testing me
Don't know what I had to do to bring out the best in me
I wrote my ass off so none of these niggas next to me
And if they think they is then they got no idea how blessed they be
I been chosen bitch, I'm like the coldest with this fucking flow and shit
Niggas avoid features, hear how I rode, cant approach the shit
The way they thought, a bitch ain't soft, matter fact I got harder than
Any man who been on this wave although I just started in
Yeah I said I go harder than motherfuckers that been on this wave - I just bombarded in
And you know I'm buckin' never trustin', ego larger than
Niggas who complain when I refrain, let up my guard again
Hid it from my family covered it up like a cardigan
Niggas that tried to humble me, oh now I be charging them
I be cold as fuck on em, bitch that just be so hard for them
To accept it, they was skeptics, but now I go hard to them
Aint that some shit, now I go hard to them
I forgave but ain't forgot, I moved on from that old shit
Holding grudges held me back, bitch I ain't got time for that
Half the reason why every season old hoes keep running back
Look I want no parts of these, niggas who broke old parts of me
Can finally say fuck em I never loved 'em wholeheartedly
Prolly why I go hard with these lyrics written in bars that be
Fucking up old flames who left one too many scars on me
Bitch I'm in my bag, making investments, no pardon me
Mispronouncing wines called Chardonnay like Chardonnee
I sip to ease my mind, when I reflect on old parts of me
That couldn't see for some time how so motherfucking hard I be
Bitch don't underestimate how I managed to elevate
Hoes be wanting the game, but don't take the time to dedicate
To themselves, be worried bout everybody else
But I cant fuck with that, bitches can dish it but cant when it's chucked back
Ducked back into the craft when I was down on my math
Only shit I looked forward to was sleeping and taking baths
Ran my '05 Camry round the city just to build my bank
Just enough to pay my bills, get small shit and refill my tank
Bitch I was down bad, but I'm glad that I'm finally straight
I prayed on some real shit, asking God how long it would take
Had to boss up, hurt some feelings, I did what was best for me
Folks want a piece of the come up, but don't know the recipe
I feel like bitches testing me
Don't know what I had to do to bring out the best in me
I wrote my ass off so none of these niggas next to me
And if they think they is then they got no idea how blessed they be
I been chosen bitch, I'm like the coldest with this fucking flow and shit
Niggas avoid features, hear how I rode, cant approach the shit
The way they thought, a bitch ain't soft, matter fact I got harder than
Any man who been on this wave although I just started in
Yeah I said I go harder than motherfuckers that been on this wave - I just bombarded in
And you know I'm buckin' never trustin', ego larger than
Niggas who complain when I refrain, let up my guard again
Hid it from my family covered it up like a cardigan
Niggas that tried to humble me, oh now I be charging them
I be cold as fuck on em, bitch that just be so hard for them
To accept it, they was skeptics, but now I go hard to them
Aint that some shit, now I go hard to them
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Writer(s): Sierra Walton
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