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[Intro: Chief Keef]
She said she had some issues…
She thought I was gone listen…
[Verse 1: Quavo]
You told me to give it up my nigga
Now you wanna hop on the bus my nigga
You see me balling and you feel the rush my nigga
I’m feeling like hammer, can’t touch my nigga
Real niggas made the trap house bump my nigga
That’s what I call trap fun my nigga
Looking like a young James Brown in the kitchen
We all like Bobby, everybody love women
Came in the game can’t trust these bitches
But everybody wanna fall in love with these bitches
Where I’m from on the Nawf take a hoe and make a million
Make a basic bitch feel like Hillary Clinton
Lets talk about the rapper swag and jacking niggas
Put the powder on my hand so I can smack a nigga
I had powder on my hand before the rapping
On the Nawf turn the bando to the mansion nigga
Million dollar cash in the duffle
Million dollar man got muscle
It’s a whole pound in the plastic
Gotta pay for it, before you snatch it
Grand mama died mama cried a million times
Pistol P died still cried a million times
Life paid off for these hard ass year
Money don’t change but the money change bills
[Hook: Quavo]
Hey, It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (Life was so hard)
It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Aye, Life was so hard (Life was hard)
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
She got a issue and she think that I’ma listen
My wrist look like I’m whippin’ in the kitchen with a chicken
Put the crowns in the tray back in the [?] do the dishes
I got straight hot shit a nigga [?] in the kitchen
My sister gonna be a lawyer so her ass gone go to college
Just in case i got in trouble run into some fucking problems
Riding in the passenger seat is a rocket launcher
I’ma serve a nigga up [?]
Just cooling countin’ money gettin’ tired of smoking [?]
I pull up get the money yeah bitch more than likely
This bitch hit me say she got a friend and she Dikey
Like a new toy these hoes wanna try me
Pull up riding fast now I’m running from the [?]
Always talking pull up cause I pull up [?]
Come get your bitch, come get your sister
Cause they hollering sosa save me
I’ma take this shit back bitch call me sosa baby
Woke up get to trappin’ bitch it’s Joe Joe and Kasey
Cause i sing like an Oprah 20 shots leave me aching
Since i got these benjis I swear i be going crazy
Bitch im [?] like i was born up in the 80s
I got shooters in LA and i got some up in Hati
We got choppas like Nigeria, choppas like Jamaica
All these dreads shakin’ you would think chief sosa was Jamaican
[?] cause i been trippin lately
[Hook: Quavo]
Hey, It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (Life was so hard)
It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Aye, Life was so hard (Life was hard)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Life was so hard I pray to god
Shit wasn’t good eveyday nigga i had it hard
Caught sprintin’ out the crib runnin’ from 12 jump in the car
I done been through the jungle and forest came out with no scars
Remember the day at mama house sleep
Quavo woke me up out my sleep and had one jordan on his feet
We trippin’ lookin’ out for the police
He said that not only that lost my shoe, lost my I.D
Took you back about a year ago trappin out the bando
Way before niggas begin using that migo flow
When my pockets was hurtin’ I had to kick a door
I found a way to get benjamins was the motto
I go to sleep I be dreaming i hit the lotto
Wake up reality gotta get every dolla’
You told me to give it up watch how he gone follow
Niggas they talking’ they [?] brush that dirt up off my collar
Get back to the gwalla
Yeah nigga still jug season (You forgot)
Everybody know we got 'No Label’ (Independent Nigga)
We came in as 'Yung Rich Niggas’
One man down but nobody can replace him (Offset !)
I don’t fear nobody only my creator (God)
A’int no pressure nobody only my savior
I don’t fuck with none of you niggas cause you fugazi (fake)
Life hard its whatever you make it…Takeoff
[Hook: Quavo]
Hey, It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Damn, life was so hard (Life was so hard)
It was so hard (Life was so hard)
Aye, Life was so hard (Life was hard)
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