CEO Trayle - Hardknock lyrics

I ain't got no kick it for
These niggas or these bitches
I got rackades rackades
I be rollin thru the trenches
Niggas watching me but tell em
Mind they muthafuckin business
Ima body me another nigga God
Gon be my witness
Ay how you start is how you finish
Pick the squad or pick the bitches
Murder charge I got acquitted
Did a 4 day fuckin sentence
Ima pick the money every fucking
Time over these bitches
Nigga pay a fuckin ttention & just
Watch how I'm gone switch it

Ay ima perc pop till my heart stop
Live a hardknock
Pop something wait for the police
Get the charge dropped 7 shots
He got killed for free but
It got me scarred now
Heard my name in his conversation
But he calmed down
Nigga move wrong then I'm
Muthafuckin drawing down
Give a fuck how bad the bitch I
Just can't let my guard down
First he was tryna trap
Heard he doing fraud now
Me I'm doing everything
(yea everything) yea everything

Married to the streets but
Ain't no wedding ring
Niggas tryna snatch me up but I'm
Gone have to let it rang
Bitches tryna chill but I gotta
Tend to better things
I ain't stunn no bitch unless you
Suck till you need medicine
I ain't stunn no bitch I ain't
Stunn no bitch at all
Ay I got xans that look like
Footballs so let's kick it off
If it ain't about no money
I won't get involved
& don't nothing beat the double
But the triple cross

Ay ima perc pop till my heart stop
Live a hardknock
Pop something wait for the police
Get the charge dropped 7 shots
He got killed for free but
It got me scarred now
Heard my name in his conversation
But he calmed down
Nigga move wrong then I'm
Muthafuckin drawing down
Give a fuck how bad the bitch I
Just can't let my guard down
First he was tryna trap
Heard he doing fraud now
Me I'm doing everything
(yea everything) yea everything

Beefing bout a bitch just keep
My name out that
I'm down the street that Z06
Mufucka came like that ay say free Yak
Big ol blood why he bang like that
A real nigga wouldn't have let them
Snatch his chain like that
I serve the junky up that super
Dope he came right back
Trayle I ain't never seen you
Whip that cane like that
I been thru so much how you go
Thru all that pain like that
Ay how you get that other bitch
To fuck your main like that
I'll fuck a bad bitch
Fuck a sad bitch that ain't what I like hoe
My jewelry like a light show
My pockets they need lipo
Trap thru da burglar bars or
Come thru the side door
Exotic gas & them foreign cars
I gotta grind more bitch I'm in grind mode
What you think I grind for
Told her I didn't love her what the
Fuck is this bitch crying for
Ay you ain't shopping either leaving
Fast or dying slow
Nigga tried to tell me that that was
His bitch but I ain't know

Ay ima perc pop till my heart stop
Live a hardknock
Pop something wait for the police
Get the charge dropped 7 shots
He got killed for free but
It got me scarred now
Heard my name in his conversation
But he calmed down
Nigga move wrong then I'm
Muthafuckin drawing down
Give a fuck how bad the bitch I
Just can't let my guard down
First he was tryna trap
Heard he doing fraud now
Me I'm doing everything
(yea everything) yea everything