[Intro]

(PLAYMAKERS)

[Chorus]

I'm goin' hard again (Hard again)

I'm stackin' all the M's

I to do fall ten

I done lost all my friends

The law want us all in the pen

I keep lookin' out for my kin

I hope the Lord washin' my sins

[Verse 1]

Sip, drank I ain't drinkin' no gin

[?] on a cop drop the fence

We gon', shoot at yo' head not yo' shin

Nigga got popped like a xan

You [?] at yo' hand

I knew that was never your man

Better, leave that backseat in the pad

Right, now how that's gon' be yo' ass

I'm just tryn' get me a bag

I had to work on my ass till I

Shit and throw dirt on my dad

But I, turned my mom house to a trap

And I, switched her last shit to the rap

All, facts an they know this ain't cap

Nigga, [?] put yo' head in your lap

I put that hood on the map

Quarterback got me a sack

Niggas ain't holdin' me back

I'llsend the versе like a pack

Whippin' that new Cadilac

Smoke, weed likе I got cataracts

A lock to the game like a latch

Fuckin', on this lil' hoe she a snack

Gunna, won't let this hoe get attached

[Chorus]

I'm goin' hard again (Hard again)

I'm stackin' all the M's

I to do fall ten

I done lost all my friends

The law want us all in the pen

I keep lookin' out for my kin

I hope the Lord washin' my sins

[Bridge]

I'm goin' hard again (Hard again)

I'm stackin' all the M's

I to do fall ten

I done lost all my friends

The law want us all in the pen

I keep lookin' out for my kin

I hope the Lord washin' my sins

[Verse 2]

Got some, gas an they come off from zone

Versace sheets all in my home

She suck on my dick give me dome

Let her, ride on that dick on the throne

They pay me to get on they songs

I'll still turn that shit off the phone

She walked through my house in a thong

I fuck her and I leave alone

Got my, lil' brother rockin' VLone

Drippin' that shit strike a pose

Stay down an stick to the code

Dirty, laundry I got me a load

I didn't get this shit off the boat

My mans drive that shit on the road

I call him casper the ghost

He sayin' Yung Gunna the goat

I gotta get this shit sold

I got that work for the load

Scrape out that dope out the bowl

Crackin' this cleaner than soap

These, niggas be doin' the most

I put that dick in her throat

I had my back 'gainst the rope

Now I can see the C notes

[Chorus]

I'm goin' hard again (Hard again)

I'm stackin' all the M's

I to do fall ten

I done lost all my friends

The law want us all in the pen

I keep lookin' out for my kin

I hope the Lord washin' my sins