Released on April 20, 2014

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[Intro]

(Lil Keis on the beat, boy)

Yeah

Double cup

It's Soulja Season

That dark purple, you know what I'm talking 'bout?

And we goin' hard

Yeah (What?)

We worldwide (We going hard on niggas)


[Chorus]

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Blowing on the dope, the skrong way

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Blowing on the dope, the skrong way

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Harder, harder, harder, harder


[Verse 1]

Man, I know that I'm the shit 'cause these niggas be playing

My flow, my trap, my beats, my rap

Harder, harder, hard, hard, and hardest

Pull up in that black thang, I'm looking like a goblin

Ayy, man, these niggas out here stunting

Niggas out here flexing, ain't really getting money

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Pull up with my Bentley, it's kush up in the ashtray

Ayy, I be swaggin' on a bad day

Pull up in that black thang like I'm the man, mane

Ayy, Interscope done came and signed me

1 mill on the contract, don't need to remind me


[Chorus]

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Blowing on the dope, the skrong way

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Blowing on the dope, the skrong way

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Harder, harder, harder, harder


[Verse 2]

Ayy, man, I'm back up on my rap shit

Posted up in my Black Jaguar on some trap shit

Ayy, man, my niggas on some real shit

My solders on this battlefield, on some kill shit

Ayy, I fuck around and hit the killswitch

Shooting like Call Of Duty, with my real bitch

Ayy, I swear to God that we hit licks

One day, one night, I'm talking six trips

Ayy, I'm a artist in the making, man

I'm a masterpiece, walking in a living, man

I be stunting like a ceiling fan

Going in the circle and I'm killing them


[Chorus]

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Blowing on the dope, the skrong way

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Ayy, man, we do this shit the long way

Blowing on the dope, the skrong way

Harder, harder, harder, harder

Harder, harder, harder, harder


[Verse 3]

Ayy, they be like, "Soulja Boy, we waiting, man"

I be in the block with the nation, man

Ayy, this just what I do, my dawg

On the block, I'm gwaping, gotta stack it all

Ayy, this what I'm really in

Stacking up my money and my dividends

For real, man, I've been the man

Posted on the block with the Actavis

Niggas know it's happening

It ain't no warrant even, bruh, this a statue, dig?

Focused with my main chick

Doing what I want to, entertainment

And I'm flexing

My beat go so hard on my necklace

In the hood, I check in

Cash out on a chicken, pull up in a Bentley

Niggas think they really flexing

I pull up, drop top, I'm flexing

Ain't no reason, man, I'm on it

Smoking kush and I'm living in the moment

Pull up, what the move is?

Make a movie, stunting in jacuzzis

Real talk, I'm on deck

6 pounds of kush got me rolling

Pull up to the block, rims slow, man

Ayy, this just what I do, dawg

I go so hard, I'm off the loose, dawg

Ayy, I pull up, I'm like "Screw y'all"

I'm on TV and I'm on that Screw, dawg

Ayy, call me Soulja Boy Beezy

Or call me Soulja Beezy

Ayy, I post up, making it happen, man

Running across the train tracks, smoking on that main shit

I be sipping, sipping on that Acti'

Pull up in a muthafucking taxi

Hey, posted hard with the block though

SOD, man, my block getting hot, hoe

Niggas flexing, they don't want to

I'm on the block, getting money with my partners

We at the table, eating lobster

I'm smoked out, leaned out, and I'm popping

Niggas talking, bodies dropping

I don't give a fuck about them because they flopping

All my gangster shit be popping

I'm on the stage, 30 racks for a option

60 racks just for mandatory

Coming and I'm slinging like I'm Madden Tory

This shit been going in my inventory

I've been going ham and I finish story

Stacking at the top, man

Getting all this muthafucking guap, man

I hit the block, I'm looking like, "Hi, hater"

30 million dollars in a skyscraper

Niggas mad but it ain't nothing

I'm off the dope, trap boy, swag stuffing

I need Louis on my door, fool

If a nigga diss me, he in trouble

I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm up there

Right next to that cloud and the chandelier

I'm on the top, nigga, fuck the ceiling

We do this everyday, and smoke kush on the weekend

Nigga, what you seeing?

And what you saying? Nigga, stop playing