Testo Hard - E Bangga

Testo della canzone Hard (E Bangga), tratta dall'album FROM THE BOTTOM HEADED TO THE TOP

I'ma let you know right now, listen in my youngins
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard like a rock
Cause that's when you see if you really what you talk
Gotta be strong, don't go out soft
Me, I got designer clothes on my cloth
Tryna get right, it ain't happen overnight
I remember that I went through some hard times
But I'm cool with that shit cause it made me a beast
Didn't have a taste, now a nigga get treats
Had holes in my shoes, now a thousand on my shoes
Had to look in the mirror, say, what would God do?
I'm a everyday nigga, like amen
I aint show up to church, but saying amen
I got blues now, all I needed was a blueprint
I got titles for my whip, i ain't go for the rent
When I was fucked up, I used to love to ride with my wrench
I go hard for myself, nah it's never bout a bitch
I can't make this shit up, why they make this shit hard?
That's why your bitch ass always gotta starve
You can think that I'm lying, but it's not rocket science
At the bottom heating up cause I gotta launch off
I remember just a dollar I brought
Nowadays I aint Going for a loss
Nowadays they know they talking To the boss
Yeah you I remember when you curved me
Now you can't afford me
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Nah don't let it get hard That's how a young niggas starve
Went from hooptie to niggas dream cars
I'm a play caller now like Brett Favre
I go out everyday like that's all that I got
Went from whoopsie to now a nigga got a molly wop
Now it's big boy Presi's and it's not no G-Shock
Now the next thing I gotta do is shock the whole world
I'm a shark but you know I'm still ill with it
I just paused in her face and she said, yeah, I'm with it
Now I think to myself, man, who imagined this?
And the man said, back nigga, you is it
Why you didn't tell me that was what it was?
Gotta go hard nigga just because
Don't be tryna blood me or cuz me
I do what I want cause I'm a big G
Got a bag by myself and I didn't try to switch teams
I'm really in my own league
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