Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Harder Way , by - JayDaYoungan. Song from the album Wake Up, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 01.01.2018
Record label: Ruffwayy
Song language: English
Harder Way |
| This shit wasn’t easy, coming up I had the harder way |
| Remember skipping school, was smoking weed in the hallway |
| I’m trying to reach success, don’t give a fuck what y’all say |
| You cross that line, I got some steppers pull up in broad day |
| Yeah I be still in them trenches you know I get after the bag |
| Niggas be beefing 'bout nothing, broke boy go get you some cash |
| If you my brother I love you, I swear I’ll give you my last |
| I want a foreign, go cop me a foreign, I’m going do the dash, yeah |
| Fuck school, I’m out there close, ain’t going to class |
| Can’t lie, the only subject that I’m thankful for is math |
| Yeah I be out in public smelling like a pound of thrax |
| Excuse me ma’am, I’m sorry, it ain’t my fault that I sag |
| I gotta quit, Bambino why you got a problem with me? |
| Don’t dive in the water 'cause this shit is deep |
| But if you finna frog in this, pussy bitch leap |
| Almost every night I got scream and jet mask |
| And I didn’t close my eyes, go to sleep |
| Bro fix comin', just stay out the streets |
| 'Cause I don’t want you in a position like me, yeah |
| I heard these pussy niggas talkin' gameplay, yeah |
| This shit can only end one way, yeah |
| We gon' catch you like a subway, yeah |
| Shh, baow, bitch we don’t play, yeah |
| This shit wasn’t easy, coming up I had the harder way |
| Remember skipping school, was smoking weed in the hallway |
| I’m trying to reach success, don’t give a fuck what y’all say |
| You cross that line, I got some steppers pull up in broad day |
| Yeah I be still in them trenches you know I get after the bag |
| Niggas be beefing 'bout nothing, broke boy go get you some cash |
| If you my brother I love you, I swear I’ll give you my last |
| I want a foreign, go cop me a foreign, I’m going do the dash, yeah |
| I used to be walking around, them bitches was dogging me out |
| But now they be stalking me out, them hoes won’t stop callin' me now |
| They say I’m broke, fuck they talkin' about |
| Bro I can buy your mama a house |
| Pull up in the South, where it’s never a drought |
| Ask for the cheat code, come shop with me now |
| Never put no one up in your business, always leave 'em clueless |
| That’s why time you movin' |
| Every day think smart and don’t be stupid |
| Tell the truth, I just be coolin' |
| Percocets, yeah I abuse it |
| God blessed me and I knew it |
| Don’t know where I’d be if it wasn’t for music |
| I gotta walk around, with me a toolie |
| A nigga fuck with me and I’ma get ruthless |
| Got enough clips, we can film a whole movie |
| 300 degrees, burn your ass like Juvie |
| Look at my neck, don’t my shit look fruity? |
| Reach for my chain, your arm, you lose it |
| I got your bitch and you know she was chosin' |
| Fuck her good, send her back, tell her keep movin', movin' |
| This shit wasn’t easy, coming up I had the harder way |
| Remember skipping school, was smoking weed in the hallway |
| I’m trying to reach success, don’t give a fuck what y’all say |
| You cross that line, I got some steppers pull up in broad day |
| Yeah I be still in them trenches you know I get after the bag |
| Niggas be beefing 'bout nothing, broke boy go get you some cash |
| If you my brother I love you, I swear I’ll give you my last |
| I want a foreign, go cop me a foreign, I’m going do the dash, yeah |