| Yeah
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| Whip it, w-whip it, whip it
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| I heard you broke, I’m Mister Fix-It
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| Been known for shitting on the critics
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| Since jerseys with the matching fitteds
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| Dig it, I been gettin' digits, puttin' food in fridges
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| Lookin' at my niggas like we really did it
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| In the A with Tre where fake shit ain’t permitted
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| He from the H where cases ain’t acquitted
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| I’m from the West where niggas really wish it
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| Let me feel your heart beat I know you’re timid
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| My whole squad eat, ya know we piggin'
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| You can’t hang with the hogs you for sure a piglet
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| Let me know the ticket
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| Damn
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| If it’s truth involved, love involved, weed involved
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| I ain’t never had shit so I need it all
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| Still making plays off of Mount Vernon
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| Hard bourbon got my mouth burning
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| She go to work cause I been hard workin'
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| Head so good she got the car swervin'
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| And my foot on the gas
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| Hear these raps, I got my foot in they ass
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| Somethin' mean dawg
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| Gotta keep the circle nose ring small
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| Only starters with me let my team ball hard
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| Drop Maybach, phone deep in her
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| Vamp life bout a week, no sleep nigga
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| Everything turn lit when I speak nigga
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| New bitch, finna be knee deep in her
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| Hit around at the round just like my Glock
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| These streets my home, no point to knock
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| You ain’t givin' up and yeah I did changed the locks
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| While we talkin' 'bout change I change my clocks
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| 'Bout to be a movie, I’m acting in it
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| And this four car garage, I’m backin' in it
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| Rack for rack I packs it back and spend it
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| Bowl of grits, they think that Shaq was in it
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| Flicks on 'em like this ring I copped for 20
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| Yeah I’m on that rock star shit, Kravitz, Lenny
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| Shit, I think I fucked up, but who gon' stop me?
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| Ten dark rounds, seat same as Henny
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| True Park, new episode, I’m killin' Kenny
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| 'Bout to Audio Push my speakers louder
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| Truth is dope, I guess they love the powder
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| Use a hater, bitch a face that’s sour
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| I do not give a fuck at all
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| I got another season
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| I was starring in it
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| Music to the max of any car
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| Beat the fuck up out you in it
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| Go hard
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| Hard the only way I go
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| No need for fake friendships
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| I’m in a group and I came with my bros
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| And we play like we pros
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| Yes God, my team is really in them trenches
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| Really on their job, really handling bidness
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| Your team is focused on them women
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| Start but never finish, now they ridin' benches
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| Ridin' planes, tryna ride them Bentley’s
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| I got the game, now it’s gettin' silly
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| If I come in, all 'em coming with me
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| I’m Oktane and IE is my city
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| I’m beastin' nigga, how you feel about it?
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| Couldn’t hear you, my real ones 'round me
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| Back in the day you tried to clown us
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| Now you wanna pound us, Instagram us
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| With the cameras, using our grammar
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| That’s the reason I can’t stand them
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| Ooh damn, my flow a lot to handle
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| Watch your eyes, my glow a lot to handle
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| Ray-Bans, feet out rockin' sandals
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| Genitalia for every feelin' that you have about it
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| Haters mad, ex’s sad about it
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| God honest I just laugh about it
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| When they ask why I rap about it I go hard
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| Got the family filled with haters
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| Got a lot of money with us
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| Gotta keep the circle small cause we don’t trust you niggas
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| We a clique full of stars
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| Hop up in them cars
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| Hit the boulevard and we just
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| (Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it)
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| Hard
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| It’s hard to see you not being yourself
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| Hard to see you with someone else
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| Hard to know your heart was broken, now you find it hard to grow with me and
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| it’s hard to cope
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| Had the spark light when you start the stove
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| Then you got exposed and your true colors start to show
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| It’s hard to see the hate
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| Hard to see the fake when I know you authentic
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| When I know we not finished
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| It’s hard to have limits
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| It ain’t hard to be similar
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| It’s hard to know niggas ain’t true
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| It’s hard to keep moving in this game when you know these niggas ain’t real as
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| you
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| It’s hard to see my niggas still in the hood
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| It’s hard to see my niggas still tryna juug
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| Damn
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| It’s hard for me to go without the strong
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| It’s hard for me to see City is gone
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| Hard to kick all of this truth when niggas is out here lying in the booth
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| It’s hard
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| Shit
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| Hard being the innovative
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| Yo Bro
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| Let’s just, let’s just sit down for second bro
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| You sure, you sure
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| Yeah bro we gotta, we gotta at least smoke one man
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| Alright
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| Man we have been thuggin it for a long day man
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| Alright cool
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| Still got this tree too
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| Alright cool
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| Let’s get another one |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hard , by - Audio Push. Song from the album The Stone Junction, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп