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strap - hard times lyrics

[chorus: street money red]
hard times, gotta sell swag
hard grind, runnin through the bag
n-gg- never had a bag
if you feel me, say yeah yeah
if you feel me say yeah yeah

[verse 1: strap]
i ain’t been asleep in a week
i’m chasin racks, makin sure everybody eat
all this money in my face, i gotta keep
but you know it’s g coad, so f-ck a freak
i told my n-gg- mob, we got it, t
don’t you play around with these n-gg-s, if you do, you play for keeps
this sh-t for the hard times she couldn’t get jimmy chew or luie v
this for them hard times i f-cked that pack up with my bro ali

[chorus: street money red]
hard times, gotta sell swag
hard grind, runnin through the bag
n-gg- never had a bag
if you feel me, say yeah yeah
if you feel me say yeah yeah

[verse 2: street money boochie]
i keep that ammo tucked
i see you sweat for a buck
puttin that ice in the rolli, i see you f-ckin it up
shootin birds at you f-cks
and imma ride for all of my n-gg-s, we ain’t worryed bout you ducks
sippin drank, no cup
i shine like you shakin me up
i pour an 8 in the jug
that was for all of my thugs
we pour up the mud, take the pain away
fade away like mj
45 with the 8
i be addicted to forins, come through that b-tch with the gl-ss roof

[chorus: street money red]
hard times, gotta sell swag
hard grind, runnin through the bag
n-gg- never had a bag
if you feel me, say yeah yeah
if you feel me say yeah yeah

- strap lyrics

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