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pbgr - hardway lyrics

[verse 1 – swarve]
dreams so lavish
truth is, i don’t know if i’m ever gonna have it
cause you know how the roads go
mister coulda-had-a-mil still stuck in my postcode
mister oochie wally, still no-one fresher than me
they wanna roll with the don
the gambino, the head honcho
ride round in my black whip, this my diablo
n-gg- too full of himself, driven by wealth in fast lane
f-ck all the lames
f-ck that n-gg-, get back
run up on ’em for the get back
coming off of my set back
she just love the way that we rep that
play broke n-gg- don’t snitch
bout to get rich with my clique
tryna get a feel with the real
cause that’s what remains, word
n-gg-s keep sounding the same, lames
trust me, we ain’t the same, word

[hook]
had to learn the hard way
never listened to my marjay
when she told me
(i never listened though)
some people’ll watch you struggle
the minute you f-cking get it, it’s you owe me
(nah, he’s my n-gg- though)
but god never gives us more than we can handle
so you know i keep it og
(keep it og)
so you won’t see me running from nuttin nuttin
unless it be the police

[verse 2 – babacrunch]
your boy just copped two new coupes
and they parked outside of the penthouse too
nah, i’m playing
i guess the rumour’s more exciting than the truth
waking up, another two hours i would k!ll for
novelty dies when you’re following a routine
fruits of my labour still underneath the soil
but you can’t crop the picture of a n-gg- with some big dreams
look, i just do it how i please
dem man are for me, against me?
either way i got my team
heart on my sleeve, i got it down to a tee
i know the streets like a sailor knows the sea
i’m in my tailor-made piece and some nike id’s
gotta open the eye wide tryna find my flee
as the week ends and the club go up on tuesday
on october’s very own, we party like it was new years
i used to live down the road from a side chick
to be precise, i was two squares from erect
the tangles i would get in, was definitely worth the stress
well done be better than well said
i would dread to think a lot could stop from being ahead
supreme being, i’m being brutally honest
hold up, maybe it’s all this gin and tonic
me and my darg, we’ve been exploring the city
far from wallace & gromit
you a wally tryna cop my style
i ain’t reached my pinnacle, i’ma be popping a while
the confident child
nevertheless i keep my confidence confidential

[hook]

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