HARD Lyrics – Jourdan Brothern
Singer: Jourdan Brothern
Title: HARD
It’s the middle of the Summer, my heart just been stayin’ on froze, sound like 20 degrees
I don’ got used to the bank, the teller keep tellin’ me that she hate it when I leave
Yea, I hate when that money come in, then it go decrease
Shots shoot that n#gg# up, now he sayin’ please
I’m allergic to the B.S., cut my #ss off I’m drippin’ I can’t waste no time, went through our times, yeah
I’m allergic to the B.S., cut my #ss off I’m drippin’ I can’t waste no time, yeah, yeah, went through our times, yea, yea, yea
Yea, my times were hard, yea, I was seein’ stars, yea
If I ever go and die, yea, tell my mama I made it far, yea
Yea, I did my part, yea, you ain’t even start, yea
These n#gg#s be sweet like a f#ckin’ Pop-Tart
I don’t care about my fame, I’m just eatin’ straight from my plate
It’s not my birthday, but you n#gg#s still come late
I change it right to that way, I change it right, no way
I’m not even right durin’ the night, and not even durin’ the day
Yea, I just stay for real, you just be stayin’ the pills
Yea, up on the real, yea, you n#gg#s not real, yea
And I gotta feast my sh#t like it’s a meal, yea, yea
Like it’s a meal, yea, yea, like it’s a meal
It’s the middle of the Summer, my heart just been stayin’ on froze, sound like 20 degrees
I don’ got used to the bank, the teller keep tellin’ me that she hate it when I leave
Yea, I hate when that money come in, then it go decrease
Shots shoot that n#gg# up, now he sayin’ please
I’m allergic to the B.S., cut my #ss off I’m drippin’ I can’t waste no time, went through our times, yeah
I’m allergic to the B.S., cut my #ss off I’m drippin’ I can’t waste no time, yeah, yeah, went through our times, yea, yea, yea
Hold up, let’s go talk about it, how you gon’ say what you say?
Ain’t did what you did?, and these n#gg#s go ghost like pilot
I hit the city, and no checkin’ n#gg#s, that’s how I know who want them problems
Gotta go hard for my daughter, I had to get a new lawyer
I miss my granny, probably the only one who understand me
Ads is gettin’ high, they just be wonderin’ how, how I just get up and go
Where was you at when I holdin’ it down?, young n#gg# ain’t have hope
I won’t remember, all them times I was broke, Wendy’s eatin’, 4 for 4
Collectin’ the change of the floor, ain’t gotta deal wit’ no more, ain’t gotta deal wit’ no more
Ain’t gotta deal wit’ no more, ain’t gotta deal wit’ no more
Ain’t gotta deal wit’ no more, ain’t gotta deal wit’ no more
It’s the middle of the Summer, my heart just been stayin’ on froze, sound like 20 degrees
I don’ got used to the bank, the teller keep tellin’ me that she hate it when I leave
Yea, I hate when that money come in, then it go decrease
Shots shoot that n#gg# up, now he sayin’ please
I’m allergic to the B.S., cut my #ss off I’m drippin’ I can’t waste no time, went through our times, yeah
I’m allergic to the B.S., cut my #ss off I’m drippin’ I can’t waste no time, yeah, yeah, went through our times, yea, yea, yea
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