hard2live

You make it hard 2 live
But all these guns, I think they fuckin' help me out
And all these drugs, I think they make it better now
And every bitch I'm takin' down helps me forget about it

Heh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Heh, yuh, yuh, yuh

This shit that I put on, yeah, I put it for me, me, yeah, ha
Wherever I walk, bro, I stunt, I get in for free, yeah, ha
And we don't even talk when we fuck, you know she a freak, yeah

Throwin' a touchdown, I'm throwin' it all the way, yeah
And yo' bitch wan' touchdown, she givin' me all the face, yeah
Whenever I came 'round, she tryna go all the way

The realest, the deal is
I'm highest inside of the buildin'
Wherever I swag out, give a fuck 'bout yo' feelings
You know that we up now, yeah, the whole gang winnin'
Lil' bitch gonna tap out every time that I'm in it

I walk in that bitch and I'm floatin' around
I walk in that bitch and I'm floatin' around
She come around, then I'm throwin' it down
I see that boy and I'm gunnin' him down

I'ma fuck this shit up, they ain't ready
In the whip, yeah, it look like spaghetti
If we talkin' 'bout hoes, I got many
If we talkin' 'bout guns, I got plenty

I could give a fuck 'bout what you sayin'
Yeah, I hop out the big body Range
In a Bugatti, yeah, goin' cray
I'ma fuck this shit up 'cause I can
I'ma get that paper, yeah, today
I got paid, yeah, yesterday
Put in pain, yeah, every day
Feel like Batman, Bruce Wayne
Lemme buy you a drank, yeah, T-Pain

And I ain't even really do much,
I'm just geeked up wit' da gang, gang, gaaang
I ain't even have to do nothin', she just pulled up wit' her friends
And every day I'm gettin' paper, never ends
I been goin' fuckin' major wit' the laser, oh yeah
Yeah



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Writer(s): Afourteen
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