Vee Tha Rula - Go Hard lyrics
rate me(Hook x2)
I go hard! Man, I gotta go hard
Wait a minute, wait a minute
I go hard! Man, I gotta go hard
Wait a minute, wait a minute
(Verse)
I do this for Compton, dissecting a brother like drop
I gotta keep him alive, I got a job, ain't workin' no 9 or no 5
They think I'm my head in the sky, like I must be outta my mind
They thinkin' a lil bit of time that I can make diamonds come from the dirt
I show you my work, I do this for JB, you know he still hurt
You see the surface, man, I'm smokin' the earth
Kush - it was purrp, uh, that pink shit I slurp
Uh, leanin' and dreamin' of her
Been a lady killa since a lil nigga
Since a lil nigga been a thrill nigga
Young lil nigga, Tommy Hilfinger
Now that lil nigga just a lil bigger
I get stuck in the moment when that loud pack is blowin'
Thinkin' bout goin' the old days
My nigga, win, time to go in
Remember down key satisfaction the problem
We grew up start wylin' and the girl a pro'lem
Young black and ballin', his gun neva silenced
Until he got sentenced, now we gotta ride him
Pushin' fo' diamonds and platter for hustlin' on corners
The block or the avenue, my nigga, it's all bout yo attitude
You want betta grind, then show gratitude
Hell of a life if you living it, I'm at the tip of it
My scenery different, get money 'til it is infinite
This feeling made me feel limitless
(Hook x2)
(Verse 2)
More complex than my complexion, mind undressing
Her bra undress her, I'm on extra
Damn, my arm stress so pleasure me, give me everything
Nah nah, several things, I'm gon' need everything
Wylin' my foes, emotion from droppin' the doses
That potent, the FEDs on the corner
They strollin' through noses, they be on the coastal
Mimosas the way that they pull down the courses
I'm smokin', man, shit, not even mama know it, man
Winter _____(?), I would not go again
God, I just said I won't go again, but for the old gang...
Damn! :) You know how that shit go, my nigga
High in that pinch-o, my nigga
These niggas will copy like tempo, my nigga
The cops come, I ain't give out no info, my nigga
The top floor we livin', my nigga
You step in, that kush in the raw
I'm Michael Jordan, I gotta ball
I'm goin' hard
(Hook x2)
(Verse 3)
All I eva wanted was to be somebody
Cuz somebody is betta than a nobody
And a nobody is nothin' at all
From the four corners of our neighborhood blocks
We import, export, ship and stock
Workin' with a little, tryna make a lot
If you feel it, go and raise yo hands in the air, man
And say amen, all playas to the most highs
We get closer by tryna touch the sky
For a lil ooh-lala, fire in my eyes
Man, failure is a lot, man
So live till you feel alive, man
Get rich or die, man
It's yo life, aight, man?
You gotta go hard!
(Hook x2)
