Hard Knocks
Came from the school of hard knocks, I barely graduated
Gave every staff a hard time, I know they had to hate me
That's when I showed up, cause for real, you know they had to make me
They took my L's at 13 when they ain't had to take it
I hit the block with bro and hoes, it left me fascinated
I got slurped up when I was young, ain't had to masturbate
I see the nigga I don't like, I won't look past his face
"Pussy"
Ain't tryna beef with lil niggas, ain't never had a case
I call my ride, come outside, catch my P and slide
I tell em watch the money, the mirror's got my eyes
It's so much green in my hand, they looking all surprised
Just got the text at 12 hot, I'm finna go inside
Bad lil hoe, she bag it up
I text my play before they hit me, like don't ask for nothing
I got two feet up in this shit, don't risk my life for nothing
My lil homie, he can't fight, but he gon' strike him something
It sound like lightning coming
I'm NSH it's to the grave, if you play with me
She wanna fuck cause I rap, that's okay with me
Yo P's call me straight when you late wit em
Grab yo P, hit the block, then I skate wit em
I'ma be there errr time, feel safe with her
I'm on top of errr dollar, errr day hit me
I be bored all day when they ain't spending
Niggas feds tryna beef, I had a case pending
Tried to snatch a .45 off the case sittin
Told me I couldn't get it then, cause it was still going
I taught myself how to use it, like a field boy
I told her I wouldn't eat it, she say I'm a lil boy
Gave every staff a hard time, I know they had to hate me
That's when I showed up, cause for real, you know they had to make me
They took my L's at 13 when they ain't had to take it
I hit the block with bro and hoes, it left me fascinated
I got slurped up when I was young, ain't had to masturbate
I see the nigga I don't like, I won't look past his face
"Pussy"
Ain't tryna beef with lil niggas, ain't never had a case
I call my ride, come outside, catch my P and slide
I tell em watch the money, the mirror's got my eyes
It's so much green in my hand, they looking all surprised
Just got the text at 12 hot, I'm finna go inside
Bad lil hoe, she bag it up
I text my play before they hit me, like don't ask for nothing
I got two feet up in this shit, don't risk my life for nothing
My lil homie, he can't fight, but he gon' strike him something
It sound like lightning coming
I'm NSH it's to the grave, if you play with me
She wanna fuck cause I rap, that's okay with me
Yo P's call me straight when you late wit em
Grab yo P, hit the block, then I skate wit em
I'ma be there errr time, feel safe with her
I'm on top of errr dollar, errr day hit me
I be bored all day when they ain't spending
Niggas feds tryna beef, I had a case pending
Tried to snatch a .45 off the case sittin
Told me I couldn't get it then, cause it was still going
I taught myself how to use it, like a field boy
I told her I wouldn't eat it, she say I'm a lil boy
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Writer(s): Isaiah Kelly
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