I Go Hard

I love you,!
TKay!
Ayy, yuh
They're not ready for this one
Ayy, ayy
Austin, Texas
King South

I go by the name of J.R., I talk real shit and I play hard
Talking that smack, hit you from the
Back, look at my shoes, I came far
I wreck the mic and I told y'all, I steal the night and I go hard
They looking at me with them eyes closed
I'm walking around with my eyes low
Turn around, don't see gold, fuck the jewels, don't need those
I do this shit, it's my passion, don't need a ride, no mansion
Don't need a trip, no Aspen, have it all, I got it all
That poor life with a basketball
Waiting with patience, I'm passing y'all
I stand tall with no free fall, look at your mouths wide open
I know that y'all niggas be hoping, I start rapping but, nigga, I'm
I'll be around to show you clowns what the
Fuck you're supposed to be doing with music
All the shit y'all rapping is stupid
Like leaving the people all clueless
Listen, don't mention but do pay attention
I'm taking the city with all of my senses
And shaking the raps with the bass and vibrations, yuh, uh
I dream beats and I eat, sleep, can't party now, I gotta eat these
Lyrical flows is nothing but dope, open
Your minds, I think y'all should know

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Bitch, I go hard (Yuh, yuh), Glocky in your mouth (Yuh, yuh)
Burners is out and goons is all in your house (Bitch!)
The mafia out and this is how we creep (Creep)
Drinking the gin 'til I sleep, I can't retreat (I can't retreat)
I refuse to front, nigga, I roll the blunt (Roll the blunt)
After I roll the blunt, I smoked a blunt, yuh (I smoked a blunt)
Fucking your cunt, the bitch just wanted the dick, ayy
I'm a motherfucking gangster, you
Can't tame a pit (You can't tame a pit)
I sold a brick (Yuh) and then I rolled a zip (Bitch)
These niggas tripping, give 'em a hollow tip (-gunshot-)
I fill the clip and then I go-go on a creep (Creep)
Niggas be talking shit, therefore
They six feet deep (Yuh, six feet deep)
Nigga, I'm a beast, I be tripping, guns be gripping, nigga
South East Austin, Texas, fucking the
Yellow bone women (Yellow bone women)
Steady pimping, ain't no zipping just like Bun B
It's Pimp C in my brain and my cassette, they tried to warn me
They told me that it was bitch niggas, snitch niggas (Snitch niggas)
All kind of type of hoes, it's in a ditch, nigga (Marley Quinn)
Let me tell you one time, this the South East
Austin, Texas, all the way to Mexico, fuck the peace

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