Going Hard
You know I
I'm just out here looking for some kind of serenity
Some kind of peace
Can I find it in you
Nights that you don't hit my line, I sense the vibe
Make me feel like you pick sides, so I switch mine
Get too caught up in the moment, I miss signs
Leave stu for you, should be more wise, how I spend time
Cause though I spend the payment
And I be sitting anxious
I can tell these emotions ain't been reciprocated
Marijuana, Henny facing
Chasing Benji Franklins
Spirit on an empty tank and I need you to give me patience
And not grow complacent
Say shit I can put faith in
Gone be some rough stages
You might have to be brave in
Don't pull no Kyrie shit, saying you want to be traded
You out here tryna leave the greatest
Baby that's crazy
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
Girls keep you off my mind but you still in my cardiac
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
Going hard and falling back
Got me caught between
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
Lil mama a eater
I ain't tryna keep her
Told me she live but I ain't believe her
She a deceiver
Still hit her up when I need her
Then I pick her up to retrieve her
Cause I'm still a man
And she bust it down on command
And we get it into the A.M.
Shorty ain't into romance
Ain't holding no hands
We drinking and rolling up grams
Love when she do that little dance
I be in a trance
You tricking you might get a chance
Really she after them bands
And I understand
Ain't tryna depend on no man
Bae is you ready to go, I think I'm ready to leave
I think I'm ready to see, what's in them jeans
Come put it down on me please
Tired of running the streets
I need some sleep
Need you to bring me some peace
Rolling the dope in the leaf
I need relief
Come and get faded with me
I must be out of my mind
Spending this time
Making you feel like you mine
You don't hitting my line
Giving me signs
I shouldn't go the whole nine
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
Girls keep you off my mind but you still in my cardiac
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
Going hard and falling back
Got me caught between
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
I'm just out here looking for some kind of serenity
Some kind of peace
Can I find it in you
Nights that you don't hit my line, I sense the vibe
Make me feel like you pick sides, so I switch mine
Get too caught up in the moment, I miss signs
Leave stu for you, should be more wise, how I spend time
Cause though I spend the payment
And I be sitting anxious
I can tell these emotions ain't been reciprocated
Marijuana, Henny facing
Chasing Benji Franklins
Spirit on an empty tank and I need you to give me patience
And not grow complacent
Say shit I can put faith in
Gone be some rough stages
You might have to be brave in
Don't pull no Kyrie shit, saying you want to be traded
You out here tryna leave the greatest
Baby that's crazy
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
Girls keep you off my mind but you still in my cardiac
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
Going hard and falling back
Got me caught between
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
Lil mama a eater
I ain't tryna keep her
Told me she live but I ain't believe her
She a deceiver
Still hit her up when I need her
Then I pick her up to retrieve her
Cause I'm still a man
And she bust it down on command
And we get it into the A.M.
Shorty ain't into romance
Ain't holding no hands
We drinking and rolling up grams
Love when she do that little dance
I be in a trance
You tricking you might get a chance
Really she after them bands
And I understand
Ain't tryna depend on no man
Bae is you ready to go, I think I'm ready to leave
I think I'm ready to see, what's in them jeans
Come put it down on me please
Tired of running the streets
I need some sleep
Need you to bring me some peace
Rolling the dope in the leaf
I need relief
Come and get faded with me
I must be out of my mind
Spending this time
Making you feel like you mine
You don't hitting my line
Giving me signs
I shouldn't go the whole nine
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
Girls keep you off my mind but you still in my cardiac
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
Going hard and falling back
Got me caught between
Got me caught between going hard and falling back
I'm the cities Quarterback
Wrote the hustlas almanac
So I know the play and know they game when you ain't calling back
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Writer(s): Leslie Rolfe
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