Lyrics

They know I go hard And nobodies telling me different Im gettin' it 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 Ima go hard go hard go hard go hard Or ima 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 aint 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 on that yacht aint 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 these 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 go hard im solid with my boys im polished Gas just like chevron you cant touch me like Teflon I put on for my partners that keep it organic When I roll up they like damn cuz 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 go 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 platinum 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 aint 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 aint 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 Aint 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 ()
Writer(s): Bernard James Freeman, Shannon Lawrence, Nathaniel Pierre Jones, Jude Paul Estrade Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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