Hardknock Lyrics

Feeling like im giving up

But you keep on telling me on it keep going

People don't give a fuck

They just want money the image they owe me

Lock back in

I'm destined to win

Fuck your feelings

If you wining you better put up

Stay tf out the way

Niggas be trippin

It ain't all bout the money but this is difference

When you out hustling the fun you livin

People gone judge your fond exquisite

But the day you go broke say you coned the image

Tired of settling shipments out the west

Baby showed me the love fuck the sex

Grieving still smoking blowing on the best

Numbing cool the pain but no the stress

Karma comes at the time you feel blessed

Cause the ones that start off the best always

fall off to

It started with bonds trust we build up a farm

Blood sweat you grabbing my arm

Bob got a builder he seeing his purpose

That was to achieve everything that seem far

Playing then he pussy I thought you was hard

Ramen his noodle that shit too much startch

Srt bulletproof I might hit the tar

l bout that money I wanna live large

But the coupe got a kin tae was hanging on marley with friends

Let me tell you about racks if he talking put it on his hat

Know I'm getting back know I'm flipping that money right

That chopper Be hitting the west and sacs

I beating the time every second could last

Feeling like im giving up

But you keep on telling me on it keep going

People don't give a fuck

They just want money the image they owe me

It started with bonds trust we build up a farm

Blood sweat you grabbing my arm

Bob got a builder he seeing his purpose

That was to achieve everything that seem far

Playing then he pussy I thought you was hard ramen His noodle that shit too much startch

Srt bulletproof I might hit the tar

All bout that money I wanna live large