2gaudy - hardaway lyrics
[intro: 2gaudy]
yeah (yeah)
(ayo, jug)
yeah (yeah)
for real
[chorus: 2gaudy]
ten seconds on the clock, i’m gon’ ball away
yeah, my shirt must need a three, i feel like hardaway, yeah
there’s no stepping up to me, and my gang
treat my opps just like the curtains, they gon’ hang
oh sh+t, all my opps be envious, yeah
they just can’t handle this
just copped me an ounce of cannabis
this life too fast, can’t plan the sh+t, nah
but i still get the green like ceelo
hit it from the back, in the back of a bentley truck
made a b+tch hit a c note, oh
[verse 1: k!llxavi]
i know, recently i been shining, sh+t, got that glow
ay, h+llcat and that engine got that purring as i go
that’s my little baby, gotta take it where i go
ain’t no need for rain or snow
ay, watch this
all that bullsh+t goes on the block list
i can’t even talk right now, i’m too f+cking piped up
i gotta leave her alone, ay
you gotta stop blowing my phone
i do what i want, she knows i don’t care
i been on my grind, no time for despair
you know it’s a wrap when i’m back in my lair
i’ve been counting so much money
no competition, that sh+t isn’t fair
[?] but i know that you’re scared
i’ve been on some other sh+t
i don’t wanna waste my time
i can’t call this sh+t quits
they hate from the sidelines
[chorus: 2gaudy]
ten seconds on the clock, i’m gon’ ball away
yeah, my shirt must need a three, i feel like hardaway, yeah
there’s no stepping up to me, and my gang
treat my opps just like the curtains, they gon’ hang
oh sh+t, all my opps be envious, yeah
they just can’t handle this
just copped me an ounce of cannabis
this life too fast, can’t plan the sh+t, nah
but i still get the green like ceelo
hit it from the back, in the back of a bentley truck
made a b+tch hit a c note, oh
[verse 2: 2gaudy]
no, i don’t check price tags
spent four racks on bean bags
spent three k on a new fit
took a flight, now i got jet lag
these n+ggas think they ahead of me
you was wrong, b+tch, you in dead last
took a hit out the new bong, so high, like i’m flying first class
i pave the way, yeah, yeah, yeah
chopper on me busting, like labor day, yeah, yeah, yeah
chopper like febreze, b+tch, i’m ’bout to spray
sorry, i’m not sorry
studio like hibachi, we cookin’ up calamari
[bridge: 2gaudy]
105 on the dash, hope i don’t crash, ’cause i’m too high
wonder why i love the smoke, love it when time flies by
started with a pen, used to get high every hour
that sh+t made me anxious, so i switched up to the flower
[chorus: 2gaudy]
ten seconds on the clock, i’m gon’ ball away
yeah, my shirt must need a three, i feel like hardaway, yeah
there’s no stepping up to me, and my gang
treat my opps just like the curtains, they gon’ hang
oh sh+t, all my opps be envious, yeah
they just can’t handle this
just copped me an ounce of cannabis
this life too fast, can’t plan the sh+t, nah
but i still get the green like ceelo
hit it from the back, in the back of a bentley truck
made a b+tch hit a c note, oh
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