Hard Liquor (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Im one of the nicest go an listen

You can tell that i'm righteous

you an your flow

An the that hyped it

I can jump on any beat

An leave the studio lifeless

Like a anaconda mixed

With a vice grip

Bar spitter the cigar twister

Play the bar

An I only sip the hard liquor

Six wips totaled three of those

Im a car switcher

Gain thirty pounds started lifting

Im a hard hitter

Had switch it up

Started up

Picked up the blick I'm prepared

For who sticking up

Ask me your

I don't give her enough

So when she with me an you call

She never pick it up

I'm bout paper

I be trying break the bank

I love the hustle once i had a dream

I was Franklin Saint

This hood give you a vision

That can make you paint

Catch a body in your hood

The can give you rank

Now days they hate

Before they passing the torch

A rapper dies, cry

Then they laugh at your corpse

Jealousy an envy

Getting passed like a port

Known you 10 years

I shouldn't have to ask for support

Fuck whoever i'm still crossing the finish line

Im motivated an lit

i been a vibe

How you a gangsta my

You ain't committing crimes

Vicious grind, pitching lime

with da sickest lines

I took the darkest thoughts

An turn it to the sharpest bars

We was in the streets

You was like a crossing guard

Sit my nine on my lap before I park the car

Whole in my lung smoking gas

I was coughing hard