Hard (feat. King Krook & Lil Ruff House Is Kodak)

Yo, I wanna say Rest In Peace to Justin "Info Gates" Gillespie
This the last beat I ever got from him, I miss that dude a lot
So we had to go in on this motherfucker, Rest In Peace Info

I be going hard
Harder than the concrete stove couldn't be tough as I be
I be going hard
The others couldn't copy
They know I'm the man, ain't no ID
I will pull yo card
Don't ever try to stop me
Carbon in my put jeans, they could never be a copy
When you reign supreme they expect you to be cocky
Think I won't do it then try me

Cinderblock S.H.A.D.O.W
When I'm on the record, then it's finna spark cash flow
Asshole, never let a punk nigga pass go
Rappers so weak I could kill em with a past flow
Time traveler, I be going so hard
Kill the king of fighters like a hit from Terry Bogard
Rappers on the wire like somebody seen Omar
These niggas lying kings they be rapping bout they old scars

I be going hard
Motherfuck a hater, I can't hear what you be saying
I'm too busy getting paper, bout to go cop me a car
Probably a Mercedes, then I'ma pick some hoes up and practice having babies
Notice I said practice, I ain't tryna stick it out
See why you tryna win her over I be tryna kick her out
Told them niggas I'm the nicest like it ever was a doubt
I be sitting on the money like a hunnid was a couch

I be going hard
Like I can't go soft on it
Yellow Daytona, pull up, roof off on it
That hating dick gay, you can hop off on it
The wrist got no teeth, but still have to floss it bitch
Hard, harder than the concrete, the pavement
I'll beat you on the concrete for payment
When me, Krook, S.H.A.D.O.W. run nobody stay bitch
How I'm on these bitches head, nickname Ms. Briggs

I be going hard
Harder than the concrete stove couldn't be tough as I be
I be going hard
The others couldn't copy
They know I'm the man, ain't no ID
I will pull yo card
Don't ever try to stop me
Carbon in my put jeans, they could never be a copy
When you reign supreme they expect you to be cocky
Think I won't do it then try me

Gang, that's nothing new to me
Yeah I do, what you'll never hear that on a?
Seven letter alphabet with you, I'ma keep it G
Rather kick the middle of yo chest like Assassins Creed
Bite down on that nigga make it hard to breathe
I was born a fighter like my daddy was Apollo Creed
The best boxer when it come to this ring
Feeling like Killmonger, this is yo fucking king?

I'm like two steps ahead and a couple of levels up
She know she could get attached if we was to ever fuck
I'm just focused on the mission, trying to count the chickens
To the left wrist glist from lifting the bezel up
Yeah I been that dude, they still asking for the scoop
Whole scene work for me, that's why you out of the loop
I'm a six-star general niggas gotta salute
Either way I get jaw, then kick her out of the coupe

And she will never recoup, my mental level is Zeus
Plus the flow so hot, she'll think the devil is cute
Rough housing with King Krook, my shadow's shadow is hard
Liquor or these verses, you can't handle the bars
Dismantle your flow, I'll diss you and still survive
Dilute the flow, you watering down the vibe
I been connected with niggas that really be spitting bars
In case you ain't hear the shit the first time

I be going hard
Harder than the concrete stove couldn't be tough as I be
I be going hard
The others couldn't copy
They know I'm the man, ain't no ID
I will pull yo card
Don't ever try to stop me
Carbon in my put jeans, they could never be a copy
When you reign supreme they expect you to be cocky
Think I won't do it then try me



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Writer(s): Gerald Washington
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