Go Hard

Put your fucking hands up
Your Boy Dudu On The Beat
Yeah, haters getting mad wanna see me fall
But I was built to win, all I do is ball
We gotta get it in gotta go hard
Push it to the max, try to raise the ball
We up in the club, what you drinking now?
You came with him but you single now
You can be my Beyoncé, I can be your Jay
We can pop bottles get it on a...

Damn Son...

Excuse me girl you sexy
Don't mean to be rude
But I'm a messy, no clothes
This is the way I picture you
I'm so illy, I'm so fly
I gotta get this money ride do or die
Imma get it, been on this all my life
I put that on my Momma
And Imma do it right
Chilling in my lambo
Rolling up like Rambo
Matter of cash flow
Stacked up get more
I'm a hustler, I'm a G, I'm a hood star
That's what you tryna be
Get the lights, comes only now
Just know one thing
You are not alone
Imma get it...

Finish him...
Emotional damage



Credits
Writer(s): Kossi Tsogbale
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