Hard Head

By FN DaDealer

Released on September 16, 2020

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[Intro]

Hard headed, runnin' 'round, we was chasin' money

They can say whatever they want, they know we came from nothin'

Go and hit the track on Sunday then go hit the block on Monday

Keep my gun, I'm never runnin', hold up, they might take it from me


[Chorus]

Thuggin' in these streets, was tryna chase a bag

Mama said to hold her head and make a [?]

We ran up them racks so many times but they ain't ever last

I was in my lowest, they ain't help me, all they did was brag

So when I get it I'ma pop it, I'ma show my ass

We ain't eve had no role model, they was sellin' bags

Hear what they said, I let it slide, I know these niggas fans

Oh, they thinkin' that it's sweet, we gon' get on they ass


[Verse]

Feel like I'm gamblin' with my life, I took so many chances

When it's your turn to throw that dice you bet' not roll a seven

If I go broke, get up and strike that shit with my [?]

We had a chance to get it right but we ain't learn our lesson

I could be dead or in the cell, I guess that's shit a blessin'

I keep that blicky when I ride and that's for my protection

He made a diss, we gotta slide, it's time to send a message

Go put that boy on channel five and send 'em all to heaven

He rap 'bout shit he never did and he'll never do

Run around with real steppers, bitch, don't make us step on you

Them niggas in black and white like a ref'll do

Heard them niggas tryna foul, show 'em what this tech'll do

Niggas know that we get active, I just play it cool

'Cause when they bodies get to droppin' they say they confused

Fell on that ground a couple times but ain't leave no bruisin'

I had to let these diamonds shine, I got these bitches choosin'

Long way from the trenches, long way from that kitchen

Way you whip it up think he a chemist

This Glock came with a fifty, hop out that car and get to blickin'

These niggas gon' end up missin'

Niggas know I gotta handle my business

How the fuck you gon' say I'm snitchin'? I ain't ever been no witness

On these drugs, I'm out my body, tried to tell me that I'm trippin'

I don't ever talk about it so they don't know the pain I'm felein'

Know some niggas say they solid, I can't vouch, they show me different


[Chorus]

Thuggin' in these streets, was tryna chase a bag

Mama said to hold her head and make a [?]

We ran up them racks so many times but they ain't ever last

I was in my lowest, they ain't help me, all they did was brag

So when I get it I'ma pop it, I'ma show my ass

We ain't eve had no role model, they was sellin' bags

Hear what they said, I let it slide, I know these niggas fans

Oh, they thinkin' that it's sweet, we gon' get on they ass