Stacee Adamz - Hardest Nigga Here lyrics

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Everything 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