Testo The Hard Way - Fly Union

The Hard Way

Really hope this ain’t what I’m made for, clocking dollars and pesos
Tryna get passed that Range Rove, Lexus truck, Porsche Cayenne S’s
Mercedes SLS’s
I asked the Lord forgive me, swear to you I learned my lesson
Tryna build more with my pop, he can see through my depression
Tryna be more how I was when I was an adolescent
Tryna see more through my specs without all the speculations
Tryna open up my mind without all the concentration
Tryna rest without defeat so when it’s time to rest in peace
I be good and I can fly without these boulders on my feet
Yea, Swifa brought the vibe this here is way more than a beat
And them words you talking way more than just air between your teeth
Keep the live and you might find your teeth is way down at your feet
And I ain’t violent but you try me and we’ll have to wait and see, wait and see
Now I’m riding 'round in my hood, I’m probably up to some good
I hope my people love it, rep Columbus 'til I die
If I approach you like a person, don’t judge me with yo mind
Cause everything I got ain’t always on my person all the time
Could’ve died when I got that phone call, cops kicked in that front door
And I’m a thousand miles away, shit I guess that goes to say
All the shit we did for paper, it don’t just go away
Making money like birthday, every day we cutting cake
Like I always tell my brothers, if I’mma ride for it I’mma die for it
Blood, sweat, and I’mma cry for it, and I’mma make these dreams real life for us
Yea, APC Gang, put your hood up like it’s cold out
My niggas rep the same thing, 21 your team, it’s a blowout
Who ordered more champagne, what’s your bottle count, double digits
And I can’t even complain, if I did nobody would listen
Addition by subtraction, balance and moderation
If you don’t like me, then don’t dap me, if we can make money, get at me
What you eat don’t make me shit, unless you buying it off of me
Sidebar, I really don’t know too many people really happy
I just got done doing a photo shoot, I got a call from my ma
She said don’t turn on the news, your lil' cousin just died
They shot that boy 11 times, damn them? fucked they life
This stress is strife, this can’t be life, the type of shit my day be like
My debit deficits got me stressing shit, feel Obama like
But I’m still blowing money like it’s something in Benjamin’s eye
It’s hundreds everywhere, they everywhere
But fuck the radius, I want the whole pie
I, Bankreau back like I’m out of the red
But it’s black on black, Jordan 6 Infrareds
Never claim to have wings on or halo overhead
I was born in sin, I’m already half dead
That’s why I’m always tryna get it in, she told me don’t force it
I’m Jerreau but I was born rich
And give them what they need I’m too generous
And I don’t need all of that, you can have some of this
If I cook shouldn’t have to do the dishes
When the check come don’t be surprised, yours missing
Why don’t they just let a brother in
A nigga tryna win
Tryna take care of my kid
For the shit that I did
So I say what I wanna say, live how I wanna live
Act how I wanna act, my niggas got my back
Say what you live for, just roll up your indo
Iye rolling shotty, let me roll down the window
You got a gift though, stay on your shit
Why all y’all hands out, I ain’t got nothing to give though
Just mess with kinfolk on the way to the thrift store
Talking 'bout where you been? Nigga I been gone
Out of my mind boy, go take ya Tylenol
Took a shot of love with it, missing some alcohol
Life is so up and down, gotta find what is real
«Y'all niggas so ill, why y’all ain’t got a deal»
Everywhere I go now, shaking hands,?
Take a shot, a couple rounds, me and my niggas tryna get down
And they tell me that my time is now
Something telling me «Ay Jay Swifa, slow it down»