Lyrics Hard Sell - Fly Union

Hard Sell

Yeah, uh huh, Fly U
Yeah, check, uh
I got a feeling you ain’t getting close
Me and my crew be the damn most
Everyday is something we can prolly' toast
My main chick salty I’m sorry
Everyday we find a reason to party
I’m just tryna' get this money baby
So maybe one day you can drive a new Mercedes
And I ain’t talking C class nothin'
SLS AMG stuntin'
Come with a key ring, sit, and then hit button gone
But she ain’t doing nothin', but picking up the groceries
I be wherever the pros be, but I’m a swap meet nigga
Everyday I grind like I won’t see dinner
So figure who you fucking with before you even finna' say
Whatever you was finna' say
Nigga watch yo' mouth this a business date
That mean money over everything
However long it takes, that’s how long we stay
No matter the stakes, we gon' make it pay
If they ask and I don’t have, then imma' take
And imma' take …
And imma' take …
Uh, on the million dollar mission
Fresh off the skillet, cookin' in the kitchen
Huh, I hope you muhsuckas' listen
No losing over here, we winnin'
Let’s make these dreams come true tonight, i-i-ight
Let’s make these dreams come true tonight (uh), i-i-ight (yeah)
I’m on a trillion dollar mission
It’s 96' all over it was written
They don’t want us to get past, they signing petitions
Nigga if you ain’t with us, you against us
And Jehovah as my witness
I got bars in every sentence
Throw the chair at the judge on some Dead President shit
96' reasonable doubt shit
I would like to thank you from the bottom of my pocket
Lord knows y’all ain’t seein' money false prophets
And my top is Wings & Horns, I’m fly, I’m dressed to kill
I’m a fighter pilot
Yo girl wanna chill and I would be delighted
It’s a losing battle and don’t fight it
'Cause women love and you ain’t gotta like it
I need a girl I can confide in
I’m just tryna' live righteous
I need a mentor I need some kinda guidance
Until then this is get rich music shit
Being broke in America make no cents
And I’m a muhfuckin' capitalist
I’m doin' numbers, y’all niggas dyslexic
I go hard like calculus and never trust a broke friend
I learned the hard way like a virgin, shame on them
Uh, on the million dollar mission
Fresh off the skillet, cookin' in the kitchen
Huh, I hope you mothersuckas listen
No losing over here, we winnin'
Let’s make these dreams come true tonight, i-i-ight
Let’s make these dreams come true tonight (uh), i-i-ight (yeah)