Go Hard
(Pop my)
(Keep my shit, I pop my shit)
(How can I feel you pop my shi)
(How can I see you pop my shi)
(Keep my, Pop my shh)
(Keep my shit, I pop my shit)
(How can I feel you pop my shi)
(How can I see you pop my shi)
(Yeah, Yeah)
Bulletproof 'till the day I die
Nobody else can match my vibe
You obsolete, please step to the side
Go talk to God, don't waste my time
Truth is, I need my figures
I'mma go hard 'cus my dreams got bigger
Laugh at the face of death, I do
Let me help break this down for you
No need to flex, I'm so through with her
He talkin 'crazy, control your nigga
I could call up a few of my hitters
I'm Steady on go, don't need no trigger
Yes, I'm in my grind mode
Step into my mind zone
It's gone be a glide home
Come see a real light show
(It's gone be a glide home)
(Come see a real light show)
It's so wild, I know I'm good, don't gotta check in for nothin' (yeah)
I'm so tired, I know I should, So I'm makin' it count for somethin' (yeah)
It's so wild, I know I'm good, don't gotta check in for nothin' (yeah)
I'm so tired, I know I should, So I'm makin' it count for somethin' (yeah)
(Ooh)
(Ooh, yeah)
(Ooh)
(Keep my shit, I pop my shit)
(How can I feel you pop my shi)
(How can I see you pop my shi)
(Keep my, Pop my shh)
(Keep my shit, I pop my shit)
(How can I feel you pop my shi)
(How can I see you pop my shi)
(Yeah, Yeah)
Bulletproof 'till the day I die
Nobody else can match my vibe
You obsolete, please step to the side
Go talk to God, don't waste my time
Truth is, I need my figures
I'mma go hard 'cus my dreams got bigger
Laugh at the face of death, I do
Let me help break this down for you
No need to flex, I'm so through with her
He talkin 'crazy, control your nigga
I could call up a few of my hitters
I'm Steady on go, don't need no trigger
Yes, I'm in my grind mode
Step into my mind zone
It's gone be a glide home
Come see a real light show
(It's gone be a glide home)
(Come see a real light show)
It's so wild, I know I'm good, don't gotta check in for nothin' (yeah)
I'm so tired, I know I should, So I'm makin' it count for somethin' (yeah)
It's so wild, I know I'm good, don't gotta check in for nothin' (yeah)
I'm so tired, I know I should, So I'm makin' it count for somethin' (yeah)
(Ooh)
(Ooh, yeah)
(Ooh)
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Omoigui
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