Lyrics Go Hard - Drew Deezy, Thai, Nump Trump

Go Hard

They know I go hard
And nobodies telling me different
Im get in on how im living
And if you dont see the vision go home
Casue im riding like 4 tires
Down to your wire
Until I retire
Im a go hard go hard go hard go hard
Or im a go home go home go home go home
Drew Deezy
I was born to go hard
These rappers not on my level
I shine all the time like the diamonds on my bezel
I ain’t goin back to poor, being broke is for the peasants
I live that life all through the ghetto lessons
Now I shine with N money fresh of the rich essence
I go hard thats forever man I hope u get the message
Poppin bottles of that yacht ain’t no room for no more stressing
Looking up to the sky thank god for all my blessings
You can see me in the Gucci or draped in the loui
Got that haters so mad that they probably want to shoot me
Jealousy is a mufucca and I say it so truly
But your boy is to solid that these fakes will never move me
You can run my name, there is 100 drew deez
Im general cuzzin have my souljahz all at ezze
Get the soft and go hard, thats the tip of getting gz
But the real money comes in all over seas and we
Nump Trump
I got hard im solid with my boys im polished
Gas just like chevron you can’t touch me like Teflon
I put on for my partners that keep it organic
When I roll up they like damn like I pulled up in a lamb son
Hold your broad for ransom she just got kidnapped
Beat the brakes off the back baby just got whiplashed
Quick cash quick fast make that spend that 10 racks on black jack no need to
bounce back
I got hard with my hustlin I gots to get it bubblin
We grubbin out here you dont see no sufferin
Puffin get popped if your gums start bumpin
I dont care if you pop im a put that on somthin
Go hard or go home homie thats the spirit
You can hear it in my lyrics im fearless im a beast mang
Peep game ain’t nothing change but my change
Im still the same I go hard like that rock cocaine
Thai
Bring the pain when im comin
All these haters tryin to get at me ain’t nothing
They think they loco till the 4−4 creep up and started bustin
You know what it be now
That 454 Vietnamese G style
Got the homies in the streets packin the heat if they want to get wild
Got to take it up, my weight is up
Ain’t nobody mistakin us
We all lacin up, I dont give a fuck
Letting everybody know thats whats up
Until the end we ridin in
Stackin up them dividends, millions
LCV up in this bitch with VN
USO ridin with me ridin on our rivalries
Its meant to be its destiny now we ridin like family
And now its on cause I said it be
Homie what you want to see gangstaz in the streets makin history
Cause I ride for my dogs
Ride for my gz
Ride for my homies in the penitentiary
Ride for my loccs ride when I smoke
Ride till I turn into a ghost