Hard Knock

Imma keep on doing this shit til my heart stop
Gotta make the best up out this life it's a Hard Knock
Bro had poured some in his cup called it straight drop
Bro had poured some in his cup now I love wock
Experimenting with this Lil Bitch now I love Top
Told her gotta cut to the chase with the love talk
Told her gotta get to the bank so I can't talk
Tell them niggas get up out my way before the get chalked

Before they get off'd
Money make me get off
Speak up in the code nigga this that lick talk
Talking numbers up with Klemmy this that rich talk
I can't let that hoe know nothing cause that bitch talk
And we had the drop up on em and thats his fault
He was lip locked he get zip locked
Times Up
Tic Tock
Big Shotta
Big Glock
Rastafari Dreadlocs
We're real and there not thats that shit I hear alot
I get high so I don't care a lot
But you been on my mind I should not care about it
I been after money I'm up early about it
If you questioning just know I'm surely bout it

Ain't no putting this shit on hold I gotta go and get it
And you know I would never ever sell my soul to get it
On my way to get it
On the road to riches
I just stack my digits
I just flip my digits
And They know the business

Imma keep on doing this shit til my heart stop
Gotta make the best up out this life it's a Hard Knock
Bro had poured some in his cup called it straight drop
Bro had poured some in his cup now I love wock
Experimenting with this Lil Bitch now I love Top
Told her gotta cut to the chase with the love talk
Told her gotta get to the bank so I can't talk
Tell them niggas get up out my way before the get chalked



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Bankston Jr
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