Harder

This one for my son and my daughter
Cause y'all make me go harder, yeah

This one for my sister and my mama
All my uncles and my partnas, yeah

And they got the nerve to call it bitch made
If you not violent and won't switch ways

Cause we'd rather use our words and our minds than a gun or a switch blade

Guess I'm less Malcolm X it seems and more Martin had a dream.
But I be lookin for my Gina, my Coretta Scott King
Ima be patient when I'm prayin' up to my God on my knees, please!

This one for my son and my daughter
Cause y'all make me go harder, yeah

This one for my sister and my mama
All my uncles and my partnas, yeah

And they got the nerve to call it bitch made
If you not violent and won't switch ways

Cause We'd rather use our words and our minds than a gun or a switch blade

Rotation, Flotation
I be movin' no pacin' no pacin'
Young rich king but my soul ancient
Why these women only seem like they want throat babies

The way I'm movin' gotta show the world I'm different
I fight maliciousness with real magnificence
They was hatin' when I told 'em what my vision is
Now they love me when they saw how high my ceilin' is

Wonder if I can take em with
Do it for em, make em rich
Used to buy a boat, sell it to folks that's how I made it flip

I swear it's Nipsey resurrected when I make a hit
Swear that body lookin super sexy when I take a sip
Shorty lookin like the coke bottle made in '86
As soon as I attempted full throttle I done made a grip
Rest In Peace to all yo role models time to make a shift
I can't be rich and have my soul hollow it don't make no sense

This one for my son and my daughter
Cause y'all make me go harder, yeah

This one for my sister and my mama
All my uncles and my partnas, yeah

And they got the nerve to call it bitch made
If you not violent and won't switch ways

Cause we'd rather use our words and our minds than a gun or a switch blade



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Writer(s): Isaiah Brooks
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