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spiffycarter - been hard lyrics

[spiffycarter]
why i gotta flex boy i been hard
watch how you coming this yoppa my bodyguard
he ain’t straight with us line him up with that one guard
play with my green mow his ass like the front yard
blow a bag, get it back cause my money large
ain’t have sh+t to eat now we never gone starve
this choppa got kick, push him back push him far
crop n+ggas real good, but this music my art
all my music hard, you can’t feature for free
name another youngin that can do it like me
he feeling himself put him onna white t
best hide yo pops we put family to sleep
ain’t spearing n0body we step on yo peeps
my pops a o.g. so i step for the team
i heard you take doubles lil bro you a feen
ain’t banging but my money blue and green
is you gone shoot back causе we shoot like curry
i don’t find you funny you not eddie murphy
wе slapping him silky have his vision blurry
i get my n+ggas to ice him mcflurry
i call the shot in this hoe nick fury
that b+tch gobble gobble like she is a turkey
that boy is gone k!ll himself popping them perkys
but if i get down on him don’t show no mercy
catch us a body make twelve clean the mess up
she catching feelings mane she got me effed up
that boy got rona mane he need a check up
ain’t got no money well go run a check up
opps tranna spin on us ne need to vest up
come with that baby ass gun up yo tech bruh
cj say bring him the glock but the rest up
we really them steppas we ain’t for the chest up
these n+ggas be capping stop talking bout gun play
i know yo b+tch yeah she f+cked on the first day
i let her come back because she give me good face
but she grabbed sh+tcause she know thats he caint stay
me and my people gone make it out one day
for 2:27 i step on your mama face
ain’t worried bout spending i get it back andale
say you ain’t a b+tch that ain’t what yo potna say
we got the stick knock the meat out yo nachos
he can get hit better talk to yo vatos
walk down knock the sh+ll out his taco
treat him like a lil boy he wanna be macho
i take yo gun not lil n+gga thats not yours
put down the ak let’s see how this glock blow
i can hit if i want but she gone give me top though
play and this bl!cky gone eat you like roscoe’s

- spiffycarter lyrics

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