Stacee Adamz - Hardest Nigga Here lyrics
rate meEverything black, every nigga with me real
I’m holding up the gang with 36 bitch, I’m Shaquille
I’m jogging in the rain, you niggas bitching, sitting still
Stacee on the J, I’m the hardest nigga here
I like my money by the millions, bottles by the case
Kush by the pound, Smith and Wesson by the waist
Crib by the coastline, thousand dollar plane
Bitch, Stacee got ‘em fly, Superman without a cape
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I got my swag back, it got me full strength
I’m sticking out like Frank Lucas in this Ford Lin’
Black gloves in case them crackers try and pull prints
Threats in exchange but niggas silent, they can’t pull shit
Fuck the hater, y’all ain’t doing me no fucking favors
It’s like lightning struck me twice, I’m God’s fucking favorite
30 gained my life, you see my name in lights
Pockets full of hundreds, my neck draped in ice
I sat back and watched them all, seen them rise and fall
I learned from your mistakes and saw where I went wrong
Real nigga business it don’t apply to y’all
I’m perfect to the naked eye, you won’t find a flaw
Circle tight as virgin pussy, bitch I’m sucker free
100 thousand for the Rover, motherfucker leased
I fell from grace but I landed on my fucking feet
I’m a fucking alien but I don’t come in peace
I like my money by the millions, bottles by the case
Kush by the pound, Smith and Wesson by the waist
Crib by the coastline, thousand dollar plane
Bitch, Stacee got ‘em fly, Superman without a cape
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
Money long as California, my ego bigger than Texas
Call it Illinois, bitches love me like momma breakfast
I’m the mob, got that plug shit for package out the endo
They send us back the loot on the watch and that’s the shizzle
Yo niggas got the game but y’all missing the fundamentals
If these labels won’t sign me, then fuck ‘em, I go digito
Oups, I mean digital, push it and go for better
You is light, barely weighing a gram, I’m 50 kilos
Blowing kush, you talking peas, 20’d get you 8
Money strong, pockets bulging like they lifting weights
Niggas fairytale weapon, I’mma keep it street
And I don’t think I’m big meech, I’mma keep it me
Ask Adamz, who is he, money speaking fluently
Sweating while I’m rocking G, sagging all my Louis V
Mediocre aim, spitfire, you catch two of three
Hopping out the cognac Range and that …
I like my money by the millions, bottles by the case
Kush by the pound, Smith and Wesson by the waist
Crib by the coastline, thousand dollar plane
Bitch, Stacee got ‘em fly, Superman without a cape
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I like my money by the millions, bottles by the case
Kush by the pound, Smith and Wesson by the waist
Crib by the coastline, thousand dollar plane
Bitch, Stacee got ‘em fly, Superman without a cape
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here
I’m the hardest nigga here