Hard Act To Follow

Light a spliff and get so high, I'll come down by tomorrow
I got that purple drank for you to drown up in ya sorrows
This Bubba Kush, it got me higher than Nelly Furtado
You next up after me? good luck I'm one hard act to follow

Fuck a hoe, you get no hand-outs, just this dick to swallow
Stack that bread, avoid the feds my nigga that's the motto
Right to the point, I bet these tips would leave a nigga hollow
You come up after me, good luck, I'm one hard act to follow

Niggas inadequate, niggas is not really having it, niggas is average
Smoking the dope, aromatic shit, I am the catalyst
Young Lamar Jackson, too ravenous
Easily running this rapping shit, niggas be capping shit, honestly niggas be actresses
Blue hundreds stuffed under mattresses
Shit on my waist make you march like an Activist (Bitch)

All these fuck niggas on the same shit
You a broke nigga
That's why we can't ride the same whip
You a broke nigga
That's why yo lil bitch, she can't quit
You a broke nigga

We ain't never ever been the same nigga stop believing, nigga I'm the reason
I'm the cause, I'm the floss, I'm the sauce
Bitch I'm the reason they copy, young underdog, he like Rocky
Bitch if you suck me be sloppy, aye
I know I'm the asshole, I'm the dickhead and I'm too cocky
Young underdog, he like Rocky, pussy can't kill me then stop me

(One hard act to follow)
(I'm one hard act to follow)
(I'm one hard act to follow)

Lucid dream, through a fiend
Complexion, redemption of themes
Where I die, in the epitome of a broken dream
Now these pills aching out of me, shrinking every single piece of sheet

Melting away my thoughts, consuming my soul, breaking a vow
That I swore to hold, but now I'm sore, broken and blurred
With a blurry segment full of stitches that sacrifice everything for some riches
Figures that will change it's own mentality, and now I see the
Physic on, how I plead, to survive this distinguished place to be

When the demons run loose, better sleep tight
Big .45 knock the air out ya windpipe
Know a lot of niggas get left so I speak right

Clean, nice dude, ice cubes, bitch, ice cream
Eddie in the cut with the clutch, double beam
Say it's in your genes but it ain't what it seems

You know I'm comin' when my song play, hoe I'm Michael
Tryna keep my balance when I hang you off a tightrope
Jax still sayin' hit the blunt with your eyes closed

It's hard to go to sleep nowadays so I smoke one
Sayin I'm a dog, hoe, it takes one to know one
Said I'd let you play with my heart 'til the sun come
Tried to let you inside my boat, you ain't row none
You cannot hang with the gang, you can't roll one



Credits
Writer(s): Altarik Williams
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