[Intro]

Yeah

You know what I'm sayin'

[Verse 1]

You can catch me at the Ford like 150

Hit my line for a ticket

Drop a Lexus off at Lizzy?

Ask me when I'm graduating, I said 2016

First niggas in this city fighting, wearing skinny's

So all that talkin' 'bout my dress & shit does not offend me

TT 'bout to have a fucking brawl at JC Penny

I keep remindin' them like come on, man, we have an image

I keep remindin' them, my niggas, that we stars now

We can't keep talkin' 'bout no business front of broads now

From the second, whores call me Santa Claus now

'Cause they got me takin' pictures in the mall now

& they always hit my line for a interview

The only difference is they do not want a job now

But I'm on the bag

Your house had a trampoline, man, it wasn't that bad

My mom said, "Get off the lean, man, you looking back"

You would've did it when you seen 'em, man, ?

Ralph Lauren got my boxers got me wanna sag

I cringe when she call me daddy don't call me that

I touch down on a nigga like a quarterback

They run down on a nigga, they can't get him back

They run down on a nigga, now it's tit-for-tat

Sundown when they said that they were doin' that

Gun sounds in the hood, a reoccurring act

Now you wonder why fucking hanging onto that

(Chorus)

It's so hard

Brother, please

Please, stay out the way

Livin' in the 4-0-9

Tryna make 'til you're twenty-five

Nigga, it's so hard

These hoes will set you up

& these niggas will wet you up

They wanna take your life

Tryna make 'til you're twenty-five

Nigga, it's so hard