Balboa
Let me tell you something you already know
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows
It's a very mean and nasty place
And I don't care how tough you are it will
Beat you to your knees and
Keep you there permanently if you let it
You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life
But it ain't about how hard ya hit
It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
That's how winning is done!
Now if you know what you're worth
Then go out and get what you're worth
But ya gotta be willing to take the hits
And not pointing fingers saying
You ain't where you wanna be because of
Him, or her, or anybody!
Cowards do that and that ain't you!
You're better than that!
There's a Lot of things that you don't know
So spare me of the lecture I ain't
Dealin with you stupid hoes, don't care if I offend you
Never cared about me but i got your back regardless
But don't you ever get it twisted, I ain't soft boy I'm the hardest
Babygirl think its my head, but i been this way since birth
So don't ever let me catch you talkin' trash or doin' dirt
And don't ever let me catch you slippin, mop the floor first
Cause, when I say I'm out for blood I'm tryna meet you in that hearse
Tryna play me like Im stupid ain't gone end well for ya
Gotta Slugga wit your name written in blood ready to go nuts
Might just burn you to a crisp you need that cream nigga donuts
Ain't got nothing to prove, I'll kill you wearing pink nigga so what?
Sorry if i made a scene but you know you deserve it
I came here to make a scene, and damn if that ain't my purpose
Behind my blood id burn you nigga
Thank you for you service nigga
I won't let a nigga lose me everything, I earned it nigga
Cole world but the J stand for Jermaine
Nigga so I'm ready for it. and you
Better be, cuz imma pop you and yo main niggas like kettle corn
You ain't hittin hard as life. But I ain't nobody that you ever saw, only
GOD can take me outta this world, so post up we can get it on
I been doin this for too long, so take your two cent cuz you can't
Tell me how to live unless you tryna pay my rent
Imma do what's fit for me and try to stay whole in the process if you
Tryna be a problem,get to runnin nigga faucet
So, sorry if i made a scene but you know you deserve it
I came here to make a scene, and damn if that ain't my purpose
Behind my blood id burn you nigga
Thank you for you service nigga
I won't let a nigga lose me everything, I earned it nigga
Boy I'm too iconic
Cloud9 we smoking on chronic
Money coming in ultrasonic
New pearls just went and copped it
New stocks just went crashed it
New car just went and swerved it
New crib just went and burned it
New chick just went and curved it
Ok wait a minute, Slow it down
Calm it down, Hundred rounds
Bad lil girl love the way she turn around
Money hard to count
Niggas staring hard take a picture
Mad bitches wanna copy like they following a scripture
Ok wait
Roll another take, We take no breaks
We smoking all on dank, You niggas is fake
Money can't fit in the bank, Top dog not on my rank
Time to feast, I'm a fucking beast
All your rhymes they cheeks
Ain't even good on slow beats
Still bringing in the heat nigga
The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows
It's a very mean and nasty place
And I don't care how tough you are it will
Beat you to your knees and
Keep you there permanently if you let it
You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life
But it ain't about how hard ya hit
It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward
How much you can take and keep moving forward
That's how winning is done!
Now if you know what you're worth
Then go out and get what you're worth
But ya gotta be willing to take the hits
And not pointing fingers saying
You ain't where you wanna be because of
Him, or her, or anybody!
Cowards do that and that ain't you!
You're better than that!
There's a Lot of things that you don't know
So spare me of the lecture I ain't
Dealin with you stupid hoes, don't care if I offend you
Never cared about me but i got your back regardless
But don't you ever get it twisted, I ain't soft boy I'm the hardest
Babygirl think its my head, but i been this way since birth
So don't ever let me catch you talkin' trash or doin' dirt
And don't ever let me catch you slippin, mop the floor first
Cause, when I say I'm out for blood I'm tryna meet you in that hearse
Tryna play me like Im stupid ain't gone end well for ya
Gotta Slugga wit your name written in blood ready to go nuts
Might just burn you to a crisp you need that cream nigga donuts
Ain't got nothing to prove, I'll kill you wearing pink nigga so what?
Sorry if i made a scene but you know you deserve it
I came here to make a scene, and damn if that ain't my purpose
Behind my blood id burn you nigga
Thank you for you service nigga
I won't let a nigga lose me everything, I earned it nigga
Cole world but the J stand for Jermaine
Nigga so I'm ready for it. and you
Better be, cuz imma pop you and yo main niggas like kettle corn
You ain't hittin hard as life. But I ain't nobody that you ever saw, only
GOD can take me outta this world, so post up we can get it on
I been doin this for too long, so take your two cent cuz you can't
Tell me how to live unless you tryna pay my rent
Imma do what's fit for me and try to stay whole in the process if you
Tryna be a problem,get to runnin nigga faucet
So, sorry if i made a scene but you know you deserve it
I came here to make a scene, and damn if that ain't my purpose
Behind my blood id burn you nigga
Thank you for you service nigga
I won't let a nigga lose me everything, I earned it nigga
Boy I'm too iconic
Cloud9 we smoking on chronic
Money coming in ultrasonic
New pearls just went and copped it
New stocks just went crashed it
New car just went and swerved it
New crib just went and burned it
New chick just went and curved it
Ok wait a minute, Slow it down
Calm it down, Hundred rounds
Bad lil girl love the way she turn around
Money hard to count
Niggas staring hard take a picture
Mad bitches wanna copy like they following a scripture
Ok wait
Roll another take, We take no breaks
We smoking all on dank, You niggas is fake
Money can't fit in the bank, Top dog not on my rank
Time to feast, I'm a fucking beast
All your rhymes they cheeks
Ain't even good on slow beats
Still bringing in the heat nigga
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Writer(s): Jamar Felder
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