Hard As Hell

Ayy, yo, leave, you should get a license, you murdered this bitch
We the kids from the block, we don't talk that much
Come around next year, driving to the hospital
You got cash, keep it close

Niggas thinking out there, bread til I up the strap
Niggas thinking y'all thoroughbred, til I up the strap
Try to come through, you get switched Cheese, we ain't going for that

She keep telling me she my secret, I ain't going for that
I done seen some niggas get hit, hit, right in they hat
I done seen some niggas, then turnt to a rat
Niggas be perpin, claiming they hard as hell

Send his ass to hell, now his ass crying
Momma on TV, tryna send me to jail
Imma young nigga that sliding in traffic with a pound on me and a scale
Trapping out a pound of the scale

Nah, I ain't going to jail
Task get behind his whip, hell yeah, I'm getting away
I ain't going to jail, I ain't going to jail, I ain't telling
Imma young nigga that stay with a weapon

Imma young nigga that's dripping the fashion when I pop out, these bitches be nagging
Niggas keep dissed, we leaving clueless, we don't even know what happened
I'm Inna house with a loaded weapon tryna watch out for these niggas be telling
My daddy told me stay focused, keep a gun if you gotta get a aggressive

Stay down, count yo blessings
Imma young nigga that stay with a weapon
Niggas thinking y'all thoroughbred till I up the strap
Try to come through, you'll get switched Cheese, we ain't going for that

She keep telling she my secret, I ain't going for that
I done seen some niggas get hit, hit, right in they hat
I done seen some niggas, then turnt to a rat
Niggas be perpin, claiming they hard as hell

Send his ass to hell, now his ass crying
Momma on TV, tryna send me to jail
Imma young nigga that slidin' in traffic with a pound on me and a scale
They do it for the fame, I do it for the real

I was on the block tryna stack up a couple meals
Let me show you how I feel, how a young nigga feel
Hell yeah, I'm keeping it real
Imma Young nigga that been on that borrow side

Hit his ass with that field, hit his ass twice, hit his ass one time
He ain't going away, we on his ass
We got away, we on forty-nine, we getting away
Go Inna the spot, I'm ducking this gun

I'm getting away, throw it away
Police knock on the door, I'm already away
Niggas thinking I'll thoroughbred till I up the strap
Tryna to come through, you get switched Cheese, we ain't going for that

She keep telling she my secret, I ain't going for that
I done seen some niggas get hit, hit right in they hat
I done seen some niggas, they talk some rat
Niggas be perpin, claiming they hard as hell

Send his ass to hell, now his ass crying
Momma on TV, tryna send me to jail
Imma young nigga that slidin' in traffic with a pound on me and a scale