The Hard Way Lyrics

She looking badder than Beyonce

Can't help to spit let me see just where them cards lay

Stupid thick game hunting watch em fall prey

Deadly with his words taking aim off in the hallway

Can't shake his demons got it bad

Who she with then where he at

While he size her from the back

Casting spells with his magic pulling tricks up out bag

Got then demons in his ear with audibles on the attack

Pass him a rope he gotta do this thing the hard way

Ain't hearing nothing yall say help him for he fall prey

Pass him a rope he gotta do this thing the hard way he'll be alright if yall pray

He can do without them cigarelloes

Them Black n Milds not that loud keep him feeling mellow

A half a pint of that Henn plus a bag of skins

Settling his nerves blocking out the spirit's oxygen

He know the word but yet his mind froze

Can live them proverbs with his urge for them bankrolls

Up all night calculating plotting with his eyes closed

Pressed to make his pockets swell find a way to tip the scale

No triple beams in his dreams or no trips to Vegas

Never does that mean that he's clean from the thoughts of pagans

Familiar spirits want his head fighting real ops

Baby momma being led hoping that he will pop

Snap crackle and pop

Can't shake his demons got it bad

Who she with then where he at

While he size her from the back

Casting spells with his magic pulling tricks up out bag

Got then demons in his ear with audibles on the attack

Aye

Pass him a rope he gotta do this thing the hard way

Ain't hearing nothing yall say help him for he fall prey

Pass him a rope he gotta do this thing the hard way he'll be alright if yall pray

He on the verge to bag him up some O's

Ain't with that small paper rocks and blows by the loads

Can't go back slanging packs came too far for selling weight

Make his moves and clientele through the field of real estate

Dodging suckers all the time swerving out they lane

Trigger finger still itchy but he's learned to refrain

From that nonsense prison made him conscious

Ain't doing another bid sucker ducking he's an ostrich

Sounds slamming in the back and he feeling

But he ain't living like he know how he really should

He was called and anointed by the living Christ

On his brain constantly I'm praying that he gets it right

Can't shake his demons got it bad

Who she with then where he at

While he size her from the back

Casting spells with his magic pulling tricks up out bag

Got then demons in his ear with audibles on the attack

Pass him a rope he gotta do this thing the hard way

Ain't hearing nothing yall say help him for he fall prey

Pass him a rope he gotta do this thing the hard way he'll be alright if yall pray