HARDLY! Lyrics

No I'm sorry

Running, and Running, and Running

Running, and Running, and Running

Running, and Running, and Running

ZEEM you got another one

No, I'm sorry

Running, and Running, and Running

Running, and Running, and Running

I can't run no more

Yea

That was my bitch, but she fucked on my bro

So I got to dip, yea I got to go

She playing them games, ain't playing her role

So I got to ditch her, I can't love a hoe

All of these diamonds I'm looking too froze

Squirt off in a 'Lamb trying to stay on the road

She wanted me to be her Romeo

But I am so sorry I'm stuck on the road

Setting the trends

Rock out at my shows

Counting some M's securing the load

She got some friends so I told her let's go

And they all ten's, but they groupies for sure

Took that bitch to Japan and she love Tokyo

And I stay with my Drake cause I'm big OVO

Walk through your hood with my .40 tucked

Told my little bro just to pour me up

I'm sipping wock and it's mixed with that dirty stuff

That fake jewerly you got getting tangled up

He a bitch trying to flock told him hang it up

Red bottom feet and they leave behind angel dust

That n***a a lame so you know he can't hang with us

Fuck the fame I'm just trying to get richer

Photo frame crop her out of the picture

Hop on the plane and this bitch about to lift up

Doctor told me take care of my liver

She a twin I might fuck on her sister

Then make that hoe think that I miss her

Sweet like candy I'm just trying to kiss her

But little bitch I can not be your mister

I'm sorry

Cause I got a lot on my mind

And she got a lot on her mind

And she trying to waste my time

Tell me girl is you feeling alright

I'm straight, not making a right

Tell me what's wrong I'ma make it alright

But she a brat so she just want to fight

I'm sorry

I'm sorry

Like fuck it

She rode my dick like a Harley

She said, you need a break?

I said Hardly!

I'm kicking shit

Like I'm Mr. Miyagi

But I can't get this bitch off my body

City girl and she just want to party

She getting gone off the molly

And she drive the boat like that bitch from Somali

I can't choose the Porsche or the Mazi

I'ma lead the way get right behind me

And my 'ooter he stay right beside me

Me and my brother we twins like we Siameze

And I just payed the bail for his 'homi