Hardest nigga from the land, brought my stick like Dirty Dan
Walked in with a couple bands, thinking what I'm bout to spend
Dodging hoes cause they be fans, she want me and all my friends
Steady tryna find my purpose, wonder what it take to win
Remember back when I was low, ain't had no clothes when I was broke
Giving out my heart to folks, and then they ask me why it's cold
When you down, bad on your ass, it's funny how them bitches fold
Swear I'm bout to break the mold, this rap shit kinda getting old
Never said this shit was easy, I got up, they ain't believe me
Mama look, your son on TV, f*ck the Jakes, I rock with T.D.
Cruising down the block like Eazy, money hungry, call me greedy
Long as all my brothers eating, I feel like they can't defeat me
This some shit I do at ease, writing rhymes since 2017
Same ones say they have your back, is quick as hell to up and leave
Ice hit like the winter breeze, my life consists of getting cheese
Y'all know they can't f*ck with me, I'm back again, I'm clocking G's
They piss me off, I'm getting hot, I'm nothing like what them people thought
These beats don't make it hard to talk, stay silent if you getting caught
I just apply what I was taught, don't worry bout what I just bought
Have some ears to hear some of the stories bout how hard I fought
All the dedication had me never scared to take a loss
My mama gave me all the sauce, my pops had turned me to a boss
These Dior garments on my back, my VVs clear like water, voss
That choppa writing poetry, it sing just like Diana Ross
Hardest nigga from the land, brought my stick like Dirty Dan
Walked in with a couple bands, thinking what I'm bout to spend
Dodging hoes cause they be fans, she want me and all my friends
Steady tryna find my purpose, wonder what it take to win
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Hardest nigga from the land, brought my stick like Dirty Dan
Walked in with a couple bands, thinking what I'm bout to spend
Dodging hoes cause they be fans, she want me and all my friends
Steady tryna find my purpose, wonder what it take to win
Remember back when I was low, ain't had no clothes when I was broke
Giving out my heart to folks, and then they ask me why it's cold
When you down, bad on your ass, it's funny how them bitches fold
Swear I'm bout to break the mold, this rap shit kinda getting old
Never said this shit was easy, I got up, they ain't believe me
Mama look, your son on TV, f*ck the Jakes, I rock with T.D.
Cruising down the block like Eazy, money hungry, call me greedy
Long as all my brothers eating, I feel like they can't defeat me
This some shit I do at ease, writing rhymes since 2017
Same ones say they have your back, is quick as hell to up and leave
Ice hit like the winter breeze, my life consists of getting cheese
Y'all know they can't f*ck with me, I'm back again, I'm clocking G's
They piss me off, I'm getting hot, I'm nothing like what them people thought
These beats don't make it hard to talk, stay silent if you getting caught
I just apply what I was taught, don't worry bout what I just bought
Have some ears to hear some of the stories bout how hard I fought
All the dedication had me never scared to take a loss
My mama gave me all the sauce, my pops had turned me to a boss
These Dior garments on my back, my VVs clear like water, voss
That choppa writing poetry, it sing just like Diana Ross
Hardest nigga from the land, brought my stick like Dirty Dan
Walked in with a couple bands, thinking what I'm bout to spend
Dodging hoes cause they be fans, she want me and all my friends
Steady tryna find my purpose, wonder what it take to win
Walked in with a couple bands, thinking what I'm bout to spend
Dodging hoes cause they be fans, she want me and all my friends
Steady tryna find my purpose, wonder what it take to win
Remember back when I was low, ain't had no clothes when I was broke
Giving out my heart to folks, and then they ask me why it's cold
When you down, bad on your ass, it's funny how them bitches fold
Swear I'm bout to break the mold, this rap shit kinda getting old
Never said this shit was easy, I got up, they ain't believe me
Mama look, your son on TV, f*ck the Jakes, I rock with T.D.
Cruising down the block like Eazy, money hungry, call me greedy
Long as all my brothers eating, I feel like they can't defeat me
This some shit I do at ease, writing rhymes since 2017
Same ones say they have your back, is quick as hell to up and leave
Ice hit like the winter breeze, my life consists of getting cheese
Y'all know they can't f*ck with me, I'm back again, I'm clocking G's
They piss me off, I'm getting hot, I'm nothing like what them people thought
These beats don't make it hard to talk, stay silent if you getting caught
I just apply what I was taught, don't worry bout what I just bought
Have some ears to hear some of the stories bout how hard I fought
All the dedication had me never scared to take a loss
My mama gave me all the sauce, my pops had turned me to a boss
These Dior garments on my back, my VVs clear like water, voss
That choppa writing poetry, it sing just like Diana Ross
Hardest nigga from the land, brought my stick like Dirty Dan
Walked in with a couple bands, thinking what I'm bout to spend
Dodging hoes cause they be fans, she want me and all my friends
Steady tryna find my purpose, wonder what it take to win
Writer: Mark Fitch
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