I been going at it for a hard minute
Shit I don't want that whip unless the stars in it
I'm thankful for that pain cause I've evolved in it
I'm in that hoopty, feeling like a boss in it
Can't wait to roll around and all my cars tinted
Can't wait to hit that county see my dawgs in it
I wish I had the power free my dawgs in it
I wish I had the power free my dawgs in it
I can't help if you don't listen where I'm coming from
Broward County you should know just where I'm coming from
I watched them eat, I couldn't hate, I wished better for em
The tables turned and niggas hated, I was ready for em
I hold you closer to my heart it beat like band drums
They always throwing tantrums, you looking like a ransom
Money fall not from the sky from the phantom
Watch close even your mans can turn fed on ya
JoeVille - Hard Minute Lyrics
JoeVille - Hard Minute Lyrics
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I been going at it for a hard minute
Shit I don't want that whip unless the stars in it
I'm thankful for that pain cause I've evolved in it
I'm in that hoopty, feeling like a boss in it
Can't wait to roll around and all my cars tinted
Can't wait to hit that county see my dawgs in it
I wish I had the power free my dawgs in it
I wish I had the power free my dawgs in it
I can't help if you don't listen where I'm coming from
Broward County you should know just where I'm coming from
I watched them eat, I couldn't hate, I wished better for em
The tables turned and niggas hated, I was ready for em
I hold you closer to my heart it beat like band drums
They always throwing tantrums, you looking like a ransom
Money fall not from the sky from the phantom
Watch close even your mans can turn fed on ya
Shit I don't want that whip unless the stars in it
I'm thankful for that pain cause I've evolved in it
I'm in that hoopty, feeling like a boss in it
Can't wait to roll around and all my cars tinted
Can't wait to hit that county see my dawgs in it
I wish I had the power free my dawgs in it
I wish I had the power free my dawgs in it
I can't help if you don't listen where I'm coming from
Broward County you should know just where I'm coming from
I watched them eat, I couldn't hate, I wished better for em
The tables turned and niggas hated, I was ready for em
I hold you closer to my heart it beat like band drums
They always throwing tantrums, you looking like a ransom
Money fall not from the sky from the phantom
Watch close even your mans can turn fed on ya
Writer: Ricky Lucas
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