jaydayoungan - harder way lyrics
[intro]
yeah
yeah
you know i got [?] in this b-tch with me
and i got [?] too
stop playin’!
yeah
i gave my last
[?] that 23 sh-t
[chorus]
this sh-t wasn’t easy, coming up i had the harder way
remember skipping school, was smoking weed in the hallway
i’m trying to reach success, don’t give a f-ck what y’all say
you cross that line, i got some steppers pull up in broad day
yeah i be still in them trenches you know i get after the bag
n-ggas be beefing ’bout nothing, broke boy go get you some cash
if you my brother i love you, i swear i’ll give you my last
i want a foreign, go cop me a foreign, i’m going do the dash, yeah
[verse 1]
f-ck school, i’m out there close, ain’t going to cl-ss
can’t lie, the only subject that i’m thankful for is math
yeah i be out in public smelling like a pound of thrax
excuse me ma’am, i’m sorry, it ain’t my fault that i sag
i gotta question, let me know why you got a problem with me?
don’t dive in the water ’cause this sh-t is deep
but if you finna frog in this, p-ssy b-tch leap
almost every night i got scream and [?] jet mask
and i didn’t close my eyes, go to sleep
bro fix comin’, just stay out the streets
’cause i don’t want you in a position like me, yeah
i heard these p-ssy n-ggas talkin’ gunplay, yeah
this sh-t can only end one way, yeah
we gon’ catch you lacking someway, yeah
shh, baow, b-tch we don’t play, yeah
[chorus]
this sh-t wasn’t easy, coming up i had the harder way
remember skipping school, was smoking weed in the hallway
i’m trying to reach success, don’t give a f-ck what y’all say
you cross that line, i got some steppers pull up in broad day
yeah i be still in them trenches you know i get after the bag
n-ggas be beefing ’bout nothing, broke boy go get you some cash
if you my brother i love you, i swear i’ll give you my last
i want a foreign, go cop me a foreign, i’m going do the dash, yeah
[verse 2]
i used to be walking around, them b-tches was d-gg-ng me out
but now they be stalking me out, them hoes won’t stop callin’ me now
they say i’m broke, f-ck they talkin’ about
bro i can buy your mama a house
pull up in the south, where it’s never a drought
ask for the cheat code, come shop with me now
never put no one up in your business, always leave ’em clueless
that’s why time you movin’
every day think smart and don’t be stupid
tell the truth, i just be coolin’
percocets, yeah i abuse it
god blessed me and i knew it
don’t know where i’d be if it wasn’t for music
i gotta walk around, with me a toolie
a n-gga f-ck with me and i’ma get ruthless
got enough clips, we can film a whole movie
300 degrees, burn your -ss like juvie
look at my neck, don’t my sh-t look fruity?
reach for my chain, your arm, you lose it
i got your b-tch and you know she was chosin’
f-ck her good, send her back, tell her keep movin’, movin’
[chorus]
this sh-t wasn’t easy, coming up i had the harder way
remember skipping school, was smoking weed in the hallway
i’m trying to reach success, don’t give a f-ck what y’all say
you cross that line, i got some steppers pull up in broad day
yeah i be still in them trenches you know i get after the bag
n-ggas be beefing ’bout nothing, broke boy go get you some cash
if you my brother i love you, i swear i’ll give you my last
i want a foreign, go cop me a foreign, i’m going do the dash, yeah
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