Hard (pt. II) ft. D-Rae Lyrics

Yea Huh

Woah Huh Yea

Huh

Step up in this hoe with hella bands

I did a feature and that shit done cost a 100 grand

I step on tracks and they collapse like they was made of sand

You thinking about your dreams while I'm out here writing a plan

People pocket watching cuz they know the boy been styling on em

Whippin in the Tesla made a song about it years ago

Manifested this while you was sittin yo ass you know

Pass and go thinking bout the past I'm thinking rational

Actual money being made this aint no casual

Raps you flow making all these hits man I am valuable

Uh you see some shit you like and you rock with em

Then they lose some clout and then you leave em like a cop with em

Off with it

Take these lurking heads and then I off with it

Off with it

I told you that I'm balling so I profit it

I offered it

But back then no one ever thought I'd pop with it

Now I'm thumbing bands and I got no planning on stopping it

Woo let's go

Bro D-Rae gotta hop in the booth after this one yo

D-Rae gotta hop in the booth after this one

Let's go

Oh yea yea for real though

We actually out here doing the most, but getting the least

It's okay

Step up in the zone

They don't want smoke

But pumping gas

And I calculate this cash

Even when I skipped my math class

They see my talent, disappear

Like violet or maybe dash

I need a black card

I don't have the time to hold this cash

Cause

I've been on my rapping shit, no sleeping on D-Rae

Although I doubled back, you cannot see us high on level 8,

Let's elevate

Whipping in the kitchen, I need bigger plates,

I'm a hungry dog, if it's not about greatness, can't relate

Hold on, wait

Hop up in the van, with the bands,

And the paper and the pen in my hand that I use to drop heat

Always now, maybe then, they will get and understand

Like 2018 when I dropped with Wym