Hard to Luv I know

That's just something I know
That's just something I know
That's just something I knowwwww

Yeah I gotta get this cash that's just something I know
I can never come in last that's just something I know
Heard lil mama wanna smash that's just something I know
You keep asking what we had how the fuck should I know
I thought you was down to ride now you just a side hoe
Might go two hundred on the dash I don't care where I go
I can see right thru the fake even with my eyes closed

I cant let no one ever take my soul
All I ever did was play my role
All they ever did. well see they stole
Please god forbid
You try to take my pole
Don't test me Cause imma let it blow
They scared of me cause I'm about to blow
Might buy my family a new damn home
It's so hard to Luv that's why my heart chrome
It's so hard to Luv that's why my heart chrome
It's so hard to Luv that's why my heart chrome
My heart chrome
My heart chrome
My heart chrommmmee
Sipping on that shit to ease the pain & stress away
You can call me names but don't say it to my face
In a room full of models what's a king to a ace
I stay breaking hearts &
Popping bottles everyday
lifted like a cloud watching time
Float away
She say she want the real
So I gave that hoe a taste
Bad for your health
I got these bitches in daze
I can't get caught up
Can't get caught up in this phase
That's just something I know
That's just something I know
That's just something I knowwwww

Yeah I gotta get this cash that's just something I know
I can never come in last that's just something I know
Heard lil mama wanna smash that's just something I know
You keep asking what we had how the fuck should I know
I thought you was down to ride now you just my side hoe
Might go two hundred on the dash I don't care where I go
I can see right thru the fake even with my eyes closed
Even with my eyes closed
Even with my eyes closed

Yeah
All I do is pop bottles
Yeah
In the hot tub with some models
Yeah
All they do is pop bottles
Yeah
Then we took it-to the grotto
Yeah
Then I moved it to the Telly
Yeah
I spilled sauce on her jelly
Yeah
Imma boss I know you jelly
Yeah
Wake up Wake up gotta get straight to the fetti
Yeah
Then I might take off in a Heli
Yeah
You was acting different acting petty
Yeah

Woahhhhhhhh woaahhhhh woahhhhhh woahhhoo
Woahhhhhhhh woaahhhhh woahhhhhh woahhhoo

We might have to wrap you up in plastic
In a hot tub with some models but they plastic
Damn this is what I get this shit fantastic
Smoking on that Cali flipping game like gymnastics
Rims on the coupe make my car look Jurassic
I only pop bottles if they wrap in shiny Plastic
I don't do drugs but I stay higher than Valassis
You do too much that's why you belong to the masses
When I was in middle school I started smoking Cali
I'm a real young nigga I'm from the valley
Better check the score you better keep a tally
I don't think you ready for the finale

Woahhhhhhhh woaahhhhh woahhhhhh woahhhoo
Woahhhhhhhh woaahhhhh woahhhhhh woahhhoo



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Writer(s): Demetrius Allen
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