Walking Hard

Well
I used to - with jack to get that candy spray
Now it's third coast customs, eighty and Candy Jays
I be rollin' hard 'til there ain't no more meat on the tires
And it's time to go to Rollos and buy some more fo-fo's for the lo-lo

The chrome on the swangers look like glass it's so glossy
Makin' a boppin' - when you raise up off me
I know you wanna take a couple of pictures in front of my ride
Handle your business little momma, then come inside

Ain't no love, but we can make love
However you want it you can get it that way
But you still ain't nothin' but a (but a)
As for me, you might think I'm nuts
'Cause what's important to you ain't as important to me
I guess I really don't give a -

I've come so far, when I turn around I just see footsteps, baby
I've been walking hard, walking hard
And even though most of my steps were bad
Still made a few good steps, baby
It's all a part of walking hard, walking hard

Please respect my mind
I've got the mentality of a go get it -, 24/7 I'm on my grind
Peace, that would be nice
But my reality is me against the world
Don't nobody want me to live my life

First they catch the fish for you
Then they teach you how to fish
Once you learn how to do it they won't let you come back to the fishing hole
Unless you willing to give up half of what you catch
If not the game warden will confiscate the whole net

But me I'm an outlaw, going against the powers that be
That's what Joseph Wayne McVey is about, y'all
And when they lay me in my hole
They gon' say that was a man right there, homie
I put that on my soul

I've come so far, when I turn around I just see footsteps baby
I've been walking hard, walking hard
And even though most of my steps were bad
Still made a few good steps, baby
It's all a part of walking hard, walking hard

Who can you trust, when everybody around you is somebody you can't trust?
'Cause these - just want my -, TDC just want my freedom
My enemies just want my money
'Cause they got children and they can't afford to feed 'em

Who can you trust, when everybody around you is somebody you can't trust?
Most likely to be the - man
'Cause seem like he the realist one to me, man
730 bags later, still ain't so seeds man

I know you wonder why I ain't say the - man
'Cause a couple of times that - wasn't even much, no - man
That was slime in the ice machine
Don't you know people put that - in they body, that ain't right to me

Everybody wanna know if I'm still beefin' with -, nope
He's just doin' him and I'm doin Joseph McVey
And I ain't kickin' it with these - all up in my face
I'd rather kick it with that - I keep in my waist

I've come so far, when I turn around I just see footsteps baby
I've been walking hard, walking hard
And even though most of my steps were bad
Still made a few good steps, baby
It's all a part of walking hard, walking hard