Go Harder
Yeah, yeah yeah aye
Lil white boy came up to me and said I ain't going hard
So I'mma Go Harder
Big man said I need to work on my craft
So I'mma trim it up like a barber
You tellin' me that I suck at rap?
Then I'm lookin' at you, and you look like crap
Your Instagram is wack, you finna get smacked
Been goin' hard, but I'mma go harder
It's story time, and it's my time
I'mma tell you about one night
When Gentry and Adam riced my car
They knew it was wrong, it was below the bar
I got Gentry back when I riced his car
I trashed his car in broad day
Made it look messy like a spoiled cake
Then he got mad at me and complained
He wanted to cry to his mom and dad
I knew right then he was big mad
So then he told his dad to go get the gun
But I swerved off into the bright sun
He didn't expect me to retaliate
But I had to show him that I am great
And I'll admit that he went hard
But I came back and I'mma go harder
Yeah, I'mma go harder than you
You suck at life, and you're a big loser
Yeah, I bet you hate cause you know that you can't do
What I do, cause I go harder than you, yeah I go harder than you
Lil white boy came up to me and said I ain't goin hard
So I'mma Go Harder
Big man said I need to work on my craft
So I'mma trim it up like a barber
You tellin' me that I suck at rap?
Then I'm lookin' at you, and you look like crap
Your instagram' is wack, you finna get smacked
Been goin' hard, but I'mma go harder
I told you once, and I'll tell you twice
I'mma grind and rhyme till the day I die
And I'mma make money on the cash grind
Spend hard cash just to waste time
People like to ignore me cause I'm white
Even tho my pale skin likes to shine
And I shine bright in the sun light
Blow people away and make their eyes blind
There's white people out here tryin' to be black
And I don't get it, I'll never understand
Why would someone wanna be something they're not?
Personality is stale like a robot
I don't care who you are, I'll say what I want
Doesn't matter if I burn bridges or break bonds
The real people gonna stick to me like a stick of glue on the bottom of a shoe
If you get mad, then stay mad
I got my squad, I don't need trash
You're a garbage can, you're straight wack
Don't cross me, or I'll break your back
Lil white boy came up to me and said I ain't going hard
So I'mma Go Harder
Big man said I need to work on my craft
So I'mma trim it up like a barber
You tellin' me that I suck at rap?
Then I'm lookin' at you, and you look like crap
Your Instagram is wack, you finna get smacked
Been goin' hard, but I'mma go harder
It's story time, and it's my time
I'mma tell you about one night
When Gentry and Adam riced my car
They knew it was wrong, it was below the bar
I got Gentry back when I riced his car
I trashed his car in broad day
Made it look messy like a spoiled cake
Then he got mad at me and complained
He wanted to cry to his mom and dad
I knew right then he was big mad
So then he told his dad to go get the gun
But I swerved off into the bright sun
He didn't expect me to retaliate
But I had to show him that I am great
And I'll admit that he went hard
But I came back and I'mma go harder
Yeah, I'mma go harder than you
You suck at life, and you're a big loser
Yeah, I bet you hate cause you know that you can't do
What I do, cause I go harder than you, yeah I go harder than you
Lil white boy came up to me and said I ain't goin hard
So I'mma Go Harder
Big man said I need to work on my craft
So I'mma trim it up like a barber
You tellin' me that I suck at rap?
Then I'm lookin' at you, and you look like crap
Your instagram' is wack, you finna get smacked
Been goin' hard, but I'mma go harder
I told you once, and I'll tell you twice
I'mma grind and rhyme till the day I die
And I'mma make money on the cash grind
Spend hard cash just to waste time
People like to ignore me cause I'm white
Even tho my pale skin likes to shine
And I shine bright in the sun light
Blow people away and make their eyes blind
There's white people out here tryin' to be black
And I don't get it, I'll never understand
Why would someone wanna be something they're not?
Personality is stale like a robot
I don't care who you are, I'll say what I want
Doesn't matter if I burn bridges or break bonds
The real people gonna stick to me like a stick of glue on the bottom of a shoe
If you get mad, then stay mad
I got my squad, I don't need trash
You're a garbage can, you're straight wack
Don't cross me, or I'll break your back
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Writer(s): William Bartley
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