Go Hard

You in the presence of the finest

My rims twenty somethin age twenty somethin

Try to count the millions

I done made twenty somethin

No homo I go hard

Its goin down get ready for the show

I go hard

Mixtape God stepping through the do'

I go hard

Ain't another rapper f in' with the flow

I go hard

Y'all need to stop actin like you slow

I go Y'all need to stop actin like you slow

I go hard

Y'all need to stop actin like you slow

I go hard

Y'all need to stop actin like you slow

I go hard Y'all need to stop actin like you slow

I go hard

Ay I'll go at anyone of you dudes that used to hang with the click

Who runnin round makin the threats about how gangster you get

You put your neck on the line the

YOU takin a slip

Do like a chick that won't let me hit and try to stay off my d**k

Or I'ma prove that you don't want it with

Mufasa you got the

Warnin it's about to get ugly as

Chewbacca

Bout to make me hot as stew pasta too salsa

Holla in Espanol cucaracha tu caca

You see me sittin in it you can bet that it ain't rented

See the fo' five infinite

Caucasian white tinted

Eyes lookin squinted they can't tell me that it didn't

Pop eyes like the ball white got it like spinach

Chamillitary

Mayne we in the house like tenants

Oh dog I'm a menace oh

Lord I'm a dentist

Y'all sound like gimmicks y'all sound quite finished

And all y'all hang around a bunch of clowns like

Grimace Meanwhile on the other side of town

Plate full of bullets and another side of rounds

I'm too deep make a pot of a lotta nouns

Spit a verse and every person that you love about to drown

I'm a shark in a bloody game of

Marco Polo

Dart flyin through the air to mark your polo

Haters try to tell me they don't heart my logo

Others love it so they hug it with their heart no homo

You a bozo and

I am no clown

I am the town

When I step into public you know it's goin down

When I step back in the city you already know it's goin down

That I be overseas gettin them

G's fall out please you know it's goin down

Lil Wayne's song describe my smallest bank account silly

A millie millie a millie a millie millie millie

I'm movin in it like

Diddy your city's my city

They try to throw me the kitty the kitty's like gimme

Didn't drop for a minute bootleggers told me they need me

Looks like the whole region is ready to

BCD me Clowns in the

H tryna act like they wanna see me

I'm poppin up like a genie they disappear like

Houdini You busters must have snorted that

Whitney I am sick

G Peeew hot heat seeking missiles be tryna sick me

Wish he would try to throw it my way and piss me

Off here's a thought

Twilight zone

I'm worth two thousand more than me with my ice on

I'm a butcher with a weapon baby

I knife songs

Mo' murder murder mo' murder like

I like Bone

The only way that you could ever be hotter than me

Is if I don't put out no music and that spot'll be free

Always grindin any time

I ever spotted a

G I was on point like a decimal a dot or a

P E R I O

D no paper out of my reach

Shakin Uncle

Sam I keep a lotta receipts

And nah Cham ain't never the one to bring no sand to the beach

I put the moula in my hand and bring grands to the street yah

Pullin up in the newest ish you ain't never knew exist

Baby get inside darling you can smell the newishness

You can see the platinum see the clearness and the bluishness

Lookin at my jewellery tryna figure out who my jeweller is

Underground money never disappears

When your mixtape flow and skill is sick as his

Know its big business

I be on them businesses

You all be actin immature so now

I roll with bigger kids

Ridin on 28's my rims clear a lotta cones

Ridin through the city mayne

I hear a lotta clones

Kill a microphone like

I'm Killa

Kyleon Bout to change my rap name

To what

Killa Clinaclone

I promised that the mic gon' need a mic toe tag

Its still clear

I'm still here and that's despite you're a fag

I left the underground alone and nobody came and took it

Well guess who's back to take it like good lookin

Uh look in the garage your cars ain't sick as ours

I done had the doors ajared on plenty cars

I was gettin large while y'all was chillin hard

So the rappers praise the

God

My lord

Like synagogue

Just when they thought it was haters win

I'ma hurt 'em all

Just when they thought it was traitors win

I'ma curve the ball

I'm always right but

I act like

I never heard of wrong

And I know it all like

I'm able to give a nerd a call

Clark Kent but

I'm sure I can make the shirt come off

Mixtape Messiah 4 its like

I'm

Click

Cocking a burner y'all Get ya burners get ya burners here we come again

You know who the streets waiting to see me Get ya burners get ya burners here we come again

Mixtape Messiah part fo' let's go

I try to chase the green face like

The Wizard of

Oz Took the yellow brick road two acquisitive cars

Don't wanna hear nothing real

You should be skipping my parts

My swagger get any higher

I'll be sitting on

Mars I don't post on blogs or chat about what singers gay

I don't switch green names and change up everything

I say I don't let

SoundScan allow a lame the right of way

You could sell ten million and still be not who

I'ma play

Car pearly white as teeth

I guess that you could say

I'm flossin

See me and think of green like

Saint Patrick's

Day or Boston

I lead and they follow these rappers guilty of stalkin

The underground was dead but

I'm about to leave the coffin