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Paroles : Hardaway

Ayy, f**k yo side, that's all the way
Ayy, took yo heart up, all the way
And these n***as my sons, Tim Hardaway
Gotta live life the harder way
And my last b*t*h, took my heart away
Spun off, said, "That's all, today"
I don't got no sons, got daughters, ayy
Ayy, look, J6, I got like eight-six
Yeah, my brother skrrt off in the spaceship
F**k these n***as talkin' bout, I go ape sh*t
Why the b*t*h n***a, givin' out statements
You rock Converse, n***a, them ain't Ricks
Goin' up, on the n***as that hated
Tryna catfish, we never dated
I'm pullin' off of the [?]
Ayy, seventeen, ain't nobody ahead of me
B*t*h you don't got to cap for the net
Energy, I feed off your enеrgy, gettin' brain in the back of the jеt
Hennessy, she in love with the Hennessy, I could give her a taste of that
When are we, finna stop all the jealousy, n***as makin' it deeper than rap
Pull up in something from the 70s, like a [?]
Ayy, she like, "Oh, you 1500?", tell her, "Somethin' like that"
Ayy, oh, she wanna touch my hunnids, I ain't payin' her back
Ayy, how you slid up in my face, and f**king play like that
Ayy, I been f**king a lil' game, they tryna play like that
Ayy, she like, "I love you so much", b*t*h, I ain't say nothin' back
B*t*h I got money, I gotta move tact, uh-huh
Lil' .30 on me, it go, "Blatt"
.40 on me, put a whole in your back
I'm rollin' like forty-some racks
N***a said, "Show me like twenty-some racks", so I showed him twenty-some racks
Walkin' like I been ready to attack