Hard Enough ft. FTL Jaii Lyrics

I got my foot up on they necks, I'ma step up like I'm Jaii

F-T-L from the land, cause he the hottest youngin' where we stay, uh

Ain't that what they say? I hope y'all don't take that in the wrong type of way

That's just my brother at the end of the day I feel like Odell like how he was ballin' in L.A

Now I'm MIA Me and my bro be ballin' like them brothers out up in the bay

Hold up, wait Man, I'm single as fuck, but I really wanna bae

If they talkin' crazy, don't listen to what they say

So if you ain't on my side, get the fuck up out my way

If you ain't on my side, get the fuck up out my face

They say I'm not goin' hard enough, I'm like, yeah, okay, uh

Just wait, mmm, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm like one, two, I'm comin' for you Three, four, I'm in a different mode

Five, six, I can't call it quits Seven, eight, y'all know I really ate

I'm like nine, ten, I'm a youngin' tryna win That shit was hard, I'm like, play that shit again

That shit was hard, I'm like, play that shit again

Yeah, uh, I had to get a win, I'm tired of losin

I know I'm him I know I'm turnt, so I ain't got a prove it

Baby, tell me what we doin, we can take a trip to Turks

I'ma hit him where it hurt, treat him right, I go berserk

Look at all the things we earned, I'm really rose, I'm on some Derrick shit

Dior on my body, you can call this shit a Paris

Niggas hate embarrassing, we just gon' embarrass them

Brought,y tweaker with me, let him bug up, I'm daring him

We don't do this shit for no attention and no clout

I need rubber bands around the racks and real large amounts

No more sleepin' on that couch, need like six rooms in the house

Soon as Brody throw the lob, when I'm gon' dunk, like, I got bounce

I feel like my nigga Cartier, cause I'm too real to be fake, so why they hate on me

Guess what, this ain't even my hardest shit

Wait until I drop my hardest shit, I put my all in this shit

I put my heart into this shit, now I'm out here, have my way

They can't ride my wave, I feel like baby, I'm like, hey

I know they rooting for me to go all the way with this shit

So I can't call it quits, that's some real shit, ayy, that's some real shit

I just hope my real ones feel this, ayy, I just hope my real ones feel this

I feel like Creed, how my hooks look with that left, right

The ones that sleeping on me gon' be the ones that get left, right(bye)

That went over they head, you better stop while you ahead

Yeah, I said what I said, they left me on read, uh

I'm like, that shit dead, uh, they must not know I got next

I been having motion like my nigga Z Brand

Ballin' on these niggas like Kyrie, damn

But I guess it's all just God's plan, yeah

It's just God's plan, God's plan