Goin Hard

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 Smoke and Angel
 I'm goin' hard, I got them cards
 This is a Ram in my garage
 I got them loads in my garage
 Niggas ain't real, they a mirage
 I caught a play at the Montage
 Then I pulled off inside a Dodge
 I am not broke, I keep a wad
 I'm on an island, I hit a PAWG
 I bought the Maybach just for the fall
 I got her number and I never call
 Get off a flight and I tear down a mall
 Hop in a bitch and I tear down her walls
 Fuck a long bid, I'ma shoot at the law
 Fuck a long bid, I'ma bond out tomorrow
 Fuck a long sentence, I'll go on the run
 I got that zaza polluting my lungs
 Dirty ass money polluting my funds
 Fifties and hundreds, I don't do ones
 I know she a thot, she not a nun
 She finna blow me just like a gun
 First class flight, I just went to Kailua
 Already shining, I don't need no jeweler
 Ice cube wrist, I don't need no cooler
 Runnin' to the check, let me lace up my Pumas
 Runnin' to the check, let me lace up my Louis
 I took a broad in from Saint Louis
 X-Men hundreds, they blue like Beast
 So my pockets, they got them mutants
 Russian AK came straight from Putin
 Fakin' out the FBI, nigga, I'm jukin'
 Everything legal, this weed I'm juicing
 I ain't buy her shit, so she callin' me frugal
 Had to cut the bitch off, she was too stupid
 Nigga, I'ma shoot just like Porziņģis
 Nigga, I'ma shoot just like I'm Luka
 Sometimes I meditate just like Buddha
 I don't fuck around, I'll do a nigga gruesome
 Got at least ten different broads in Houston
 These niggas ain't got drive, they useless
 Everything I put my mind to, I'm doin'
 I don't need features, they'll fuck up my music
 Everything free on me from boostin'
 Sing to a bad bitch, nigga, I'm croonin'
 Burned down the CP spot, I'm movin'
 Burned out a laptop, nigga, I'm focused
 Ridin' in a double R, nigga, I'm Ghost-ing
 Clean ass bitch, yeah, nigga, I'm soakin'
 Ridin' with a top model, yeah, she a trophy
 I'm goin' hard, I got them cards
 This is a Ram in my garage
 I got them loads in my garage
 Niggas ain't real, they a mirage
 I caught a play at the Montage
 Then I pulled off inside a Dodge
 I am not broke, I keep a wad
 I'm on an island, I hit a PAWG
 I bought the Maybach just for the fall
 I got her number and I never call
 Get off a flight and I tear down a mall
 Hop in a bitch and I tear down her walls
 Fuck a long bid, I'ma shoot at the law
 Fuck a long bid, I'ma bond out tomorrow
 Fuck a long sentence, I'll go on the run
 I got that zaza polluting my lungs
 

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Duration
02:17
Key
4
Tempo
140 BPM

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